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I freeze. Oh, fuck.
"What shopping?" asks Asher.
I quickly whip around, running down the stairs to collect the bag. But I'm not fast enough. Zayn hands the bag to Asher before I can grab it.
"Zayn!" I snap, reaching to get the bag from Asher's hands.
He yanks it away, opening it to peer inside at the contents.
"Asher, please," I beg, hand out. "Just give me the fucking bag."
Asher ignores me, lifting out the black panties. A hurt expression flashes across his face, and I can only imagine what he must be thinking. Though, I can almost bet on it, whatever he is thinking, doesn't even come close.
Zayn walks past us, heading towards the kitchen. He stops, giving us a look over his shoulder.
"Oh, forgot to warn you. Careful, Ash. Those panties are a bit wet."
My mouth drops as Zayn gives me a wink, disappearing into the kitchen. Asher says nothing, his face hardening as his jaw ticks.
I quickly snatch the bag and panties from him, shoving them into a ball as I turn and stalk off towards my room. The fact that Asher doesn't say or do anything terrifies me. If he didn't care, he'd be laughing, cracking jokes. But, the fact he's quiet means Zayn pushed a button. A button with my face on it.
Heading inside my room, I throw the bag into the corner of the walk-in. I've had enough of today. I decide that I'm going to have a shower then go to bed. Besides, I need all the strength and patience I can get for tomorrow. Who knows what other antics I'll get up to.
I turn the shower on, letting it warm up. I let out a curse as I second guess whether I locked the door.
I'm starting to think on some messed up subconscious level, I'm leaving it open on purpose. As I reach out to check, the handle turns and I'm forced to jump back as the door flies open.
Asher stomps in, slamming the door shut behind him.
Fuck, where the hell are mom and Gareth? The last thing we need is Asher drawing attention by acting like a hormonal psychopath.
"What the fuck happened?" Asher hisses quietly.
"Fuck's sake. Just let me go for a shower. Please, I'm desperate."
I wait for him to leave, but even I know there's a slim chance of that happening. So, hesitantly I turn, walking towards my bathroom. I hear him follow but decide it's not worth arguing. He's already seen me naked… hell, he made me come with his mouth.
Pulling my clothes off, I shove them into the clothes hamper before climbing into the shower. The bathroom is steamy and I groan at the amazing feeling of the hot water as it falls down my back.
Asher follows me in and I expect him to sit on the toilet lid or stand by the basin. But, I watch as the revelation hits me when he begins getting undressed. Layer by layer, his clothing falls to the floor before finally, he's fully naked and climbing in with me.
I gulp, taking in the sight of his naked body as he stands across from me. Leaning against the tiled shower wall, he crosses his arms.
"Start talking, Rylee. Why were the brand new panties soaked? And don't even bother trying to lie to me… I could smell you all over them."
Chapter twenty-seven
"Whatdidhetellyou?" I ask, referring to Zayn.
"Absolutely fucking nothing. The asshole just laughed and walked off. Did you fuck him?"
I glare at him angrily. "God, no. Just leave it, Asher."
Asher slams his hand against the wall behind him as he pushes off it. He takes two steps to reach me, boxing me in with his hands.
"I told them they weren't allowed to touch you. Did he touch you?"
I look up at him, the water from the shower falling onto our heads. But neither of us even notice it.
