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The up and down of Asher’s thumb on my hip stops for a second before resuming.
My heart picks up speed the more he touches me. I’m drowning in him. In his aftershave with that light citrus, masculine scent. In the warmth of his embrace.
How could he become so warm after he was so cold?
What changed?
“Why are you here, Ash?” I ask in a low tone.
“It’s Asher,” I swear he stopped himself from rolling his eyes. “And you were crying last night, remember? You kind of clung to me.”
“You could’ve left when I was asleep. Actually, you did. You had a shower and a change of clothes. So why did you come back?”
He’s silent for a few seconds, the air stretching with unsaid words, before a deep sigh rips from him. “Go back to sleep, Reina.”
I dig my fingers harder into his chest. “No. Tell me. If you hate me so much, why do you keep coming back to me?”
His silence war returns and I expect him to shut me off, to pretend we never had this conversation.
Hell, I expect him to get up and walk out of the room. Sure, I should’ve had what I could get from Asher. I should’ve probably kept my mouth shut and slept in his embrace and pretended nothing happened.
But I owe myself so much more than that.
True, Old Reina was a devil’s spawn and she hurt Asher in some way, but I’m not her anymore. If he can’t see that, if he can’t differentiate between the two of us, then he doesn’t deserve the new me.
Instead of pushing me off and walking away, Asher’s jaw clenches and his eyes find mine. They’re green, raw, and…confused?
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t?” I whisper as I feel his words hitting a deep, secret part of me.
A part I thought was sealed and protected.
A part I thought Asher would never reach.
How could his mere words open the gates to my armored heart? How could I let him touch me so deeply?
Am I too far gone?
Asher flips me over and I land underneath him with a gasp. His massive body hovers over me as his thighs cage mine and one of his hands prisons both my wrists above my head on the pillow.
My heart rate picks up and a strange sensation claws at the bottom of my stomach. No, not strange. That sensation is exclusive to Asher. Whenever he’s in view, whenever he’s in my immediate vicinity, that need to fuse myself with him grips my being and refuses to let go.
He’s tenacious that way, Asher.
He broke me in a whole different way than he initially planned. He was after my spirit, he got my heart.
My stupid, fluttering heart.
“Yes, Reina. I don’t know why the fuck I can’t stop thinking about your laugh and your smile. I don’t know why I keep watching you all the time. I don’t know why my dick only comes to life when you’re around.” He strokes his thumb along my jaw, keeping me pinned in place. “So why don’t you tell me? What type of fucking game are you playing this time?”
With every word out of his mouth, my chest flutters and my thighs become slick with arousal.
Softening my tone, I whisper. “No games. It’s me. Just me.”
“Just you.”
“Just me.”
