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We climb from the car and he takes my hand as he leads me through the docks toward where the boat is moored up.
Once we’re on board, he talks to the captain and the other staff before leading me inside to the warm and cozy seating area where a fire burns in the fireplace.
It might be a fake one, but there's still enough heat in here for me to feel like it's real, especially with the sound effects that it gives us.
We start to get comfortable and he turns the TV on. I snuggle into his side while we wait for everyone to prep the boat.
Once I feel the tug as we pull away from the mooring, Asher turns off the TV and pulls me up to the window so we can watch as we glide through the water. Apparently, Sawyer told him how much the water is my happy place, because he drops his chin onto my shoulder before kissing my cheek and wrapping his arms around my waist as we stare out over the waves rather than distracting me further.
"Do you want to talk about what happened yesterday?" I ask him, wanting him to be comfortable enough to tell me what's going on with him. Just like they always want to know what's going on with me.
"It was nothing important. Just my mom losing her shit again. And since Brianna didn't come home for Christmas, she's putting all of her crazy on me and Sawyer. I'm trying to nip it in the bud, but my mom is like a dog with a bone. She doesn't tend to let go of an idea if she can figure out a way to make it work. My dad's working on it too though, so it's nothing to worry about. Don't stress about it."
I lay my head back against his chest and glance up at him. "I’m not stressing, I just want to know that you are okay. You guys have done so much for me. I want to be able to do the same for you."
He smiles at me before pressing his lips into my hair and breathing deeply. "You're doing everything right now that I could ever ask of you. Just being here with me and having this day. Let's forget about them and just enjoy it."
A knock on the door steals his attention and he pulls away from me. When he opens the door, a woman is standing there with a push cart full of dishes. "Breakfast is served," she says as she walks in and starts unloading the food onto the table.
My mouth waters as the pastries, fruits, and various other foods are set down, along with a pot of coffee, a teapot, and a jug of fruit juice.
"If you need anything else, please, just ask," she says to Asher before disappearing with the cart.
Within moments, it's as if she'd never interrupted our little bubble of happy.
"Breakfast?" Asher asks, holding his hand out to me.
I smile wide before I take it and let him lead me over to the table, pulling out a chair for me as I sit down.
"And they say chivalry is dead," I tease.
He laughs before taking a seat beside me. "Chivalry isn't dead. It's just that most people don't appreciate it these days."
I scoff at him before reaching for one of the chocolate pastries on the plate. "It's not that it's not appreciated, it's just that it's dead for the most part, nobody knows how to react to it anymore," I counter, and he laughs at me.
"Let's just agree to disagree for now, shall we?" he teases with a smirk.
As much as I love a good debate, I get the feeling that he needs a normal day of relaxation. And if that's what he needs from me, that's exactly what he's going to get.
So rather than sit in my chair to eat, I get up and shift over to him, dropping into his lap before tearing off some of my pastry and feeding it to him.
He licks my fingers as he takes the sweet confection from me, his eyes never leaving mine. "I’m not sure which tastes better," he says with a wink, and I swear the rumble of his voice goes straight to my pussy. My thighs clench as he studies me and his eyes light up, like he noticed the movement.
He grips my hips and lifts me. I let out a small squeal as he moves me so that I'm straddling him on the chair.
"That's much better," he says, taking another bite from the pastry in my hand. "This is good, but I can think of something else that I'd like to eat more."
He grips my hips again and lifts me so I’m sitting on the edge of the table and places my feet on either side of his hips on the chair, his hands moving to the button of my jeans. "Lie back, Beautiful."
I glance behind me as he moves the food out of the way then I do as he asks, his fingers making quick work of my buttons. "Lift up," he says, tapping my hip. I do, and he pulls my jeans and panties down before dropping them on the floor.
His eyes darken as they devour me. "You are utter perfection."
I don’t know what to say to that, so I say nothing at all as he places his big hands on my knees and spreads me out like a buffet just for him.
The anticipation of his tongue on my pussy is just as heady as the warmth of his touch, knowing what he’s about to do only excites me more.
Reaching behind me, I grab hold of the edge of the table with one hand while the other latches onto the back of his head, fingers tightening in his hair.
