Page 63 of Her Chosen Protector

Asher’s cock ached as he remembered Eden’s naked body beneath his. But enough of that, now they were just having playtime.

Sex is playtime.

‘Shut up!’ he told himself.

This time, Asher was close enough to where he could see her eyelashes slowly close and open, luring him into her fantasy.

He poured out the corn nuts for her.

“Kind sir, are you going to dine with me?” Her French accent was perfect.

“It is my duty to first provide for the lady. For the main course, I would suggest one of our healthy options. There are four different flavors to choose from, each has a chewy cardboard texture base, layered with a sawdust cream filling that is then coated with a facsimile of either chocolate, strawberry, peanut butter, or mint. I must say, they are all very healthy and contain quite a bit of protein.”

“I think a corn nut and strawberry pairing would go nicely together,” her voice went up an octave as she visibly cringed.

“You are being too kind. I think you should leave that to me. I would suggest you go for the peanut butter and corn nut.”

Eden’s laugh was throaty. “Thank you. I will.”

Asher handed her the protein bar, then settled himself down with the strawberry bar. He left the corn nuts for Eden.

“How do you speak French so well?” she asked in the same language after she took another delicate sip of water.

“My mother is from Belgium. I grew up speaking French and Flemish.”

“But you’re American.”

“Yeah, Dad was Army Intelligence assigned to NATO. He met Mom there. According to him, it was love at first sight.”

“And your maman?”

Asher grinned. “She needed a little convincing. She was young and was the baby of the family.

The idea of marrying a foreigner didn’t sit well with her.”

“What was the age gap?”

“Eight years. Dad says their first date was horrible. He couldn’t speak French worth a damn, and mom’s English was almost non-existent. What was worse, her sister tagged along.”

Eden laughed as she popped another corn nut in her mouth.

“I can top that. When I was fifteen, my dad sent out Eddie and Bobby on one of my dates.”

“They were your brothers?” Asher guessed.

Eden nodded. “Bobby was seventeen and Eddie was nineteen. It was summer so he was home from college working the ranch.”

“What the hell was your dad doing, letting you go on a date when you were fifteen?”

Eden laughed at the outrage in his tone. “You would get along with the men in my family, I can tell.” She took a dainty bite out of her protein bar and immediately followed it up with some water.

“So, Flyridge is a really small town. Mom and Dad are third generation, and I found out from the town librarian that Mom and Dad started dating when Mom was fifteen. Boy, Lori and Jenny were pissed that I got that information and not them.”

“This I want to hear about. Mom’s sister sat at the table with them. Did your brothers sit with you?”

“Our date was at the DQ. They sat in the booth directly behind Clayton. I could see them the entire time, but Clayton couldn’t. I thank God for small miracles, but it was terrible. Bobby kept sticking straws up his nose, but Eddie just glared. He’d been glaring as soon as I came downstairs wearing my pink angora sweater. He told Daddy that he should make me go up and change.”

“But he didn’t.”