Page 30 of Asher

I smiled.

Together, the seven of us headed to the dance floor.

Stella went to Kyrian.

Nora went to Trigger.

Casey went to Pagan.

Lizzie went to Irish.

Maria went to Priest.

And I went to Asher.

He wrapped his arm around my waist, I placed my hand in his, and then the music started.

The seven of us busted up laughing when the songGood Girls Go Badcame on.

Asher leaned down and whispered, “I’m glad y’all didn’t go.”

I lifted a brow and whispered back, “And why is that?”

He shrugged, “Because if anyone made you uncomfortable, they’d be six feet under.”

I felt a chill sweep over my spine.

And I had to fight the urge to lean up on my tiptoes and press my lips to his.

God, but I wanted nothing more.

Stella. Stella. Stella.

This was insane.

I know the words my mother said to me.

But how much longer would it be until I reached my breaking point where this man was concerned?

After we danced and danced and danced, and drank so much punch and danced some more, we were all fielding calls and texts asking where we were.

We weren’t telling a soul.

We danced for so long that I had to take my heels off and go barefoot.

But what had me close to crying was the last dance of the night when a song I’d never heard before started playing, and Asher tugged me onto the dance floor.

And when he sang these lyrics,I will wait for you, Til’ the sun burns into ashes and bows down to the moon I will wait for you... I knew... I knew I had just reached my breaking point.

I searched those lyrics, found the song, and listened to it while I cried myself to sleep.

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And for the next year, even though I tried to distance myself from the club and Asher, I didn’t miss anything that took place.

A nomad had returned to the club a man named Pipe.

And instant sparks flew between Pipe and Gabby.

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