“What do you want, Mila?” He brushes a loose strand of hair from my face as his fingers graze down my cheek then pause on my chin. He tilts my chin up.
Fuck. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. He hasn’t been like this for weeks. He wasn’t like this at the party. This is the Asher who took my hand and pressed it against his hard cock and told me that “girls and guys can’t be friends because sexalwaysgets in the way.” The one who took his shirt off to give me some “porn” then did pushups and caught me watching. Flirty and confident Asher.
And the heat between us is scorching.
I press my hand against his chest, and he presses his body weight into my palm. He moves until we’re just touching, my nipples grazing over his chest with every breath we both take. He slides his leg between my thighs, and I let out a small gasp as he presses up between them. My whole body is buzzing from the pressure against my clit, and I do everything in my power not to rock against him and chase that feeling. I look up at him. He licks his lips.
My breathing picks up, it’s like he has entranced me. I’m the lamb, and he’s the lion, and I want him to bite me. I want this; I don’t want this. I need to leave; I want to stay. Why is this so hard? What happened to just wanting to be friends? To wanting everything to go back to the way it was? This is the way it was, but now there are butterflies involved.
How are we going to live together when we ended up like this on the first damn night? I need to walk away.Hunter, my mind screams.Roman.I’m hurting them by standing here.
I run my hand down Asher’s chest to push him away, but the hard ridges of his abs under my fingers move with him as he grabs the base of my neck and he tilts my head. I gasp, and it echoes in the quiet room.
I have enough sense to stop. I can’t do this. I reach for the glass of water beside me and tip it over his head. Some of it lands on me, and I take the moment to really cool off and snap back to reality.
“What the—?” He takes a few steps back as the water rolls down his hair and body.
I smirk as my brain come online,finally.“You seemed a littlehot.”
The corner of his mouth tips up, and his eyes sparkle.
I grab my phone and walk out of the kitchen, swaying my hips as I walk away. He groans behind me. I pause in the doorway and look back. He’s holding onto the counter where I just left him, watching me over his shoulder.
“I thought you wanted to be just friends,” I state.
“I lied.”
Me too.
SIX
MILA
“What’s he doing here?” Roman grumbles into my ear.
His hand wraps possessively around my waist as he pulls my back flush with his body. My heart skips a beat at the feeling. I look up at him, loving how tall he is compared to me. His jaw ticks, and he doesn’t look down at me. His eyes are focused on Asher standing in the doorway to the living room.
“I don’t know. Just ignore him.I am,” I say loud enough for Asher to hear me. When I look over at him, he raises his brow as if he’s calling my bluff.Fuck.I can’t ignore him and then acknowledge him in the same sentence.
I haven’t spoken to him since last night, and I didn’t intend to see him today… at least, not during the day. He went to school, from what I assumed, but returned while I was showering and getting ready for my special visitors.
“You’re grounded.” Asher crosses his arms over his chest as he leans against the frame.
“You’re supposed to be in school.” What game does he think he’s playing right now?
He chuckles.
Ugh, I need to keep my distance until I can talk to Roman and Hunter together. I need to tell them what happened last night. If I don’t, it’s going to weigh hard on my conscience. We’ve agreed that it’s the three of us. Not the three of us and Asher…and Jace. As much as I want to switch off my feelings for Jace, I can’t. I waited most of my life to have him be more than my friend. What’s a few more months?
But Asher, he was unexpected. Never saw him coming. Okay, my feelings didn’t just come out of nowhere. I thought he was hot, but then he turned out to be nice and funny and not an asshole. We became friends.
Hours and hours of harmless flirting, teasing, and sweet talking. I told him all my problems, and he listened and sometimes offered advice. Until I couldn’t talk to him anymore about problems. Because he’s one of them.
Everything between us grew naturally. Just like it did with Jace, Hunter and Roman. Only, I’m not a little girl anymore with little schoolgirl crushes. I’m all grown up, I know what I like, I know what I want, and… shit, why is this so hard?
Roman’s extra touchy-feely today. His big hand is warm, and the way he holds me against him makes me feel so protected. Not that I need him to protect me from Asher.
“Let’s go to my room.” I look up at Roman, but he doesn’t stop watching Asher.
