Page 90 of Outside The Wire

For as open and honest as Asher was about a lot of things, there were still times I could feel him holding back. He’d gotten a phone call at dinner that he brushed off, saying it wasn’t important. Normally, I would have believed him, but Noelle said the same thing happened in the truck. And maybe it was nothing. But he rarely got phone calls, which was why it struck me as odd.

And then there was the subject of his wife. He never talked about her. Maybe he just wanted to move on, but…Maybe I was making too much of this. If he chose to grieve in private, that was his business. I just didn’t want to feel like I was being left in the dark.

But maybe I wasn’t the one who needed to prove it.

“Hey,” Asher said, lifting me away from the wall. “Are you okay?”

I nodded, unable to do much else.

“Do you want to get cleaned up?”

I shook my head no.

“Do you want to go to bed?”

I nodded yes.

“Do you want me to stay?”

I nodded yes.

“Are you going to speak to me at all?”

I chuckled, wishing I had the energy to open my mouth. “Maybe once I get the feeling back in my body.”

A deep rumble worked its way up through his chest as he carried me into my room. His cock was still settled deep inside me, and it hadn’t escaped my notice that instead of getting soft, he was getting hard again. Couldn’t the man take a break like most guys? A woman needed a break or two.

He sat down on the bed, keeping me straddled across his legs, then pulled me away from him so he could look at me. “Hey, let me see those beautiful eyes.”

I brushed my hair from my face and smiled sleepily. “You’re still hard.”

“That’s because I’m inside you.”

“You say the sweetest things,” I grinned.

“It wasn’t meant to be sweet. Just true.”

“Were you planning to remove yourself from me anytime soon?”

“Nope,” he said without the slightest hesitation.

“You know, this could be uncomfortable to sleep attached.”

And that’s when that wicked grin came out. “Who said anything about sleep?”

21

ASHER

I really didn’t wantto get out of bed. Having Holly in my arms was the best way to wake up. Not to mention that my dreams didn’t feel quite so fucking bad when I woke up next to her. They were still there, but when I could roll over and kiss her, I realized the worst of the dreams could easily be swept away.

I pressed a kiss to her shoulder as I slid my hand over her soft skin, cupping her breast in my hand as I twirled her nipple between my finger and thumb. Fuck, I was not going to get out of bed without getting a taste of her first.

“Mmm.”

“Morning, baby.”

“Asher, we’ve had sex like…four times.”

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