Page 27 of The Wish List
It’s lonely too. Your hallway is sort of dark.
I stared at the screen and flung the blanket off, rushing to the door. I opened it, meeting Asher’s gaze.
“What…?” I asked, but before I could say anything else, he stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. He kissed me, hard, wet, and deep. His skin was cold, his mouth warm, and his embrace tight. He pulled back, leaning his forehead on mine. “Hi.”
“You are supposed to be at home.”
He tightened his arms. “I am now.”
“Asher—”
He cut me off with his lips on mine again. “I was lying in my bed, wondering why I wasn’t here. Even for a few hours. I’ve been pacing my empty condo all night, missing you and AJ. So, I came over. If you don’t want me to stay, I’ll start driving.”
I slid my hands under his open coat, tugging on his T-shirt. “Get in bed with me.”
He grinned against my mouth. “Your wish, my command.”
* * *
I settled against his chest, his arms around me. “I didn’t come here for a booty call,” he murmured. “But, wow, lady. You missed me.” He chuckled. “I think I might fear for my manhood when I get back. You’ll drain me.”
I laughed at his teasing. “I think you can keep up.”
He slipped his finger under my chin, lifting my head. “I’ll do everything I can to make sure you’re satisfied.”
I bent and kissed his finger. “You are the ultimate Snickers.” At his low laughter, I smiled. “I had no idea…” I trailed off.
“No idea?” he prompted, tapping my chin.
“Um, sex before was okay. Not like with you.”
“Obviously, aside from sperm donation, your ex wasn’t much good at anything except running like a coward.”
“I always thought it was me.”
He kissed me soundly. “Trust me. It wasn’t.”
He pulled me back to his chest. “Sleep for a while, Rosie.”
“What about you?”
“I can sleep now too.”
* * *
He was gone when I woke up. For a moment, I thought I had imagined his late-night visit until I saw his note and another shirt.
In case my smell fades from the first one. I liked seeing you in my clothes. Back before you know it—Asher xx
He had loved the fact that I’d worn his shirt all day. He left me another one.
I planned on wearing it.
* * *
ASHER
“If you look at your phone one more time, I am going to pitch it in the snow. No business deal can be that important,” my sister Suzy informed me dryly. “You’ve checked it a dozen times since you got here.”
