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But hurting kids was one of the biggest.

One week later, we sat in that courtroom as Creature was sentenced to twenty-five years without the possibility of parole for killing two people.

Chapter 19

Asher

Two weeks later, as we were dancing in the middle of the clubhouse, I asked, “Need you to clarify something for me, okay?”

She looked up at me and nodded, “Okay, what?”

“That day when we had the party, and you called me Pres. What the fuck was wrong?” I asked her and then watched as her cheeks turned pink.

She tried to hide her face from me by burying it in my chest, but I decided that wasn’t going to work for me, which was why I moved my hand from her back and lifted her chin.

“Tell me,” I whispered

She sighed, “I had a dream about you.”

I lifted a brow, “Oh, what was I doing in this dream?”

“You were going down on me, then you were kissing me, telling me you loved me, then right as you were going to put your cock inside of me, my alarm went off. And I was embarrassed.”

“So that’s what was going on that night I sat outside your house,” I told her.

She gasped, “Wait, you were there that night?”

I nodded, “I was.”

One delicate brow lifted, “Why?”

“Couldn’t sleep. And I had a feeling. Needed to be there in case some dumb motherfucker thought it was okay to climb through your window.”

That was when she chuckled, “And what’s your excuse for now? Seeing as you didn’t think it was a good idea to sleep with the bedroom window open.”

I winked down at her, “You got me now. Any motherfucker who is dumb enough to try to break into this house, he’ll be one less dumb motherfucker of this world.”

She threw her head back and laughed.

Just then, as I reveled in the sound of her laughter, I caught Trigger, who jerked up his chin.

Then the chords to our song started playing, and with my entire world in my arms, I lowered my head and sang to her.

Tears that had been glistening in her eyes slowly began to trickle down her cheeks.

With that soft smile of hers, I would start wars over and not blink an eye.

***

We were out looking at wedding dresses, and she kept secretly caressing my dick.

“Behave,” I whispered as I tugged at her lobe with my teeth.

She smiled, “Now, where’s the fun in that?”

And with that, she took a picture of us in the window we had just passed.

“Freaking amazing.” She said as she stared at it.

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