“You gonna eat, baby?” I nod my head. “Come here, November.” I walk towards him even though I want to run and hide in the bathroom. Once I'm in front of him, he pulls me onto his lap and pulls my plate toward us so mine and his are next to each other then he hands me my fork.
“I can sit on the other stool,” I say quietly.
I feel his lips under my ear. “I want you close.” He kisses my neck and goes about eating and talking to Sven. “I'm taking November to Mom and Dad’s to go four wheeling. I'll call the boys and see if they want to meet there. You wanna go?” he asks Sven. Sven just looks at me.
“You want to go four wheeling?” Sven asks with a look of shock written all over his handsome face.
“Yes! I'm so excited.” I squeal and clap, which makes him and Asher chuckle. “Hey, can I invite Liz?” I turn, looking over my shoulder at Asher.
“Who’s Liz?” he asks.
“I met her yesterday. She owns a store on the square with her mom. She’s really sweet. Some of your harem were there giving her a hard time.” I roll my eyes and I hear Sven chuckle.
“Harem?” Asher questions with his eyebrow raised.
“The girls from the bar that were all gathered around the pool table waiting to be chosen like a bad episode of the bachelor,” I say, giggling when Asher starts tickling my sides.
“Well, I chose you so I guess you get my pool stick.”
“Did you seriously just say that?” I ask, scrunching up my nose, laughing. I look at Sven who is also cracking up.
“Call your friend. Just have her meet us there. I’ll give you the address.” He smiles and kisses my neck.
“Cool,” I say, smiling back.
After breakfast, Asher and Sven leave to load up the four wheelers while I clean up the kitchen and jump in the shower. I’m standing in Asher’s bedroom, wrapped in a towel, when he walks into the room. I automatically feel like prey to a very large, very hungry predator.
“Jesus, I feel like I'm living a f**king nightmare.”
“What?” I whisper, feeling uncomfortable all of the sudden, wondering if I read his expression wrong.
“Having you wrapped around me all night, feeling you coming around my fingers, now wrapped in a towel and knowing what’s under that shit and not being able to do a damn thing about it is my worst f**king nightmare.”
Oh my God, my ni**les go hard and my breath hitches at his words. I want him to do something about it and I am debating running across the room. When he lunges before I can make a move, I am in his arms with his mouth on mine. I go into an instant Asher fog. He breaks away, shoving his face in my neck.
“Tonight,” he growls, biting my neck then letting me go. He goes straight into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I can hear the shower turn on. I run to my bag and pull out jeans, a plain red T-shirt and a red lace bra and matching lace cheeky panties. I dress fast and am braiding my hair when Asher comes out with a towel wrapped around his waist and water dripping down the contours of his body. I am completely lost and know what he was talking about when he said he was living a nightmare. Part of me wants nothing more than to throw myself at him but the other part of me is afraid that once we have sex, he will get bored and lose interest.
“I'm gonna get dressed, baby, so unless you want to watch, you should go wait in the kitchen.”
“I’ll be in the kitchen,” I squeak then walk quickly out of the room.
Chapter 5
I was lying on the ground, laughing so hard that I thought I might pee myself after calling Liz and asking her to come four wheeling. She was working at her shop and couldn’t make it so we made plans to meet up Monday after my meeting with the lawyer.
Asher drove us out to his parents’ house. Everyone was standing outside a huge, steel building when we arrived. They were gassing up the four wheelers and bikes.
I’ve never ridden before so Asher showed me what to do. I really only heard half of what he said because my excitement was taking over. We took off on the trails around his parents’ place and rode for a couple hours.
Eventually, the guys started racing so Sven said he would teach me how to ride his dirt bike while Asher was racing his dad. I was practicing my balance when Asher came around the corner and saw me on the dirt bike. I watched Asher walk over and shove Sven then he slung his hand out in my direction. I could see his mouth moving but I had a helmet on so I couldn’t hear what was being said.
I stopped the bike and Cash held it up while I got off. I walked towards Asher. His mom and dad were standing to the side while he yelled at his friend about how in the hell he let me get on his bike. Hearing what he was saying pissed me off. I wasn’t some helpless child who needed constant supervision.
“Is everything okay?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. I looked around and noticed everyone was watching.
“What the hell are you thinking?” Asher glared at me. “That bike is too big for you. Do you realize you could be seriously hurt?”
“Are you serious?” I asked looking at him like he grew a third eye. I could hear the guys chuckling behind us.
“Deadly f**king serious.” He growled.
“You listen to me, Asher. You are not the boss of me. I'm going to learn how to ride a motorcycle and then I'm going to buy one so I can ride it whenever I want and there is not a damn thing you can do about it,” I said, poking him in the chest.
“Fuck, no, you’re not.”