Page 104 of Wolf's Songbird


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Yeah, that sounds like my guy.

We couldn’t be more opposite if we tried. I’m spur of the moment, and he’s a planner. I do before I think, but he is always thinking three steps ahead. I’m hot-headed, while it takes him longer to snap. I run my mouth where he usually keeps his closed, except for when it matters most. Maybe that’s why we work so well together. They say opposites attract, and for the first time ever, I think there might be some truth to it.

ASHER

With my arms loaded down with boxes, I weave my way through the beginning stages of the carnival. It’s kind of wild to think that this time tomorrow, this place will have people shoulder to shoulder.

I hear their laughter before I see them and can’t help but smile.

“I’m serious! When I was like ten, I wanted to be a princess for Halloween, and I was scared to go trick or treating by myself, so my mom made him dress up as a knight and take me. I loved it so much that they made him do it the next year. By that point, I was over trick or treating, but I liked spending time with him, so I kept going,” my sister tells them.

“Hey, stop telling stories about me,” I tease as I approach.

The girls all turn and smile when they see me.

“But where’s the fun in that?” my sister teases.

“Come on, prospect. You don’t want us to know that you have a soft spot for the women in your life?” Kim adds.

Rain laughs. “Like we didn’t already know that.”

I set down the boxes and put my hands on my hips. I look at my sister and shake my head.

“See what you started? Before you started coming around, they thought I was a badass, and then you went and ruined it.”

“Sorry, not sorry.” My sister shrugs.

“Okay, kids, play nice,” Aspen quips.

Reaching out, I grab her and pull her into me. I tickle her sides, making her laugh.

“I’ll show you nice,” I say for only us to hear.

Aspen’s breath catches. “Promises, promises.”

Spinning her in my arms, I kiss her. Aspen quietly moans into my mouth, making my cock twitch.

I forget where we are and that we aren’t alone until someone whistles.

“Okay, you two, a mom passing by just covered her kid’s eyes. You should probably stop until you find a room,” Maggie teases.

Still holding on to Aspen, I wink. “What do you say? Want to run away with me and find a place to hide?”

“If you ask nicely, I might,” she sasses back, making me laugh.

“What did I miss?” Ridge asks as he approaches.

“Nothing,” Rain mutters.

I look up in time to see him frown.

“Everything okay between you two?” Kim asks, eyes flying between the two of them.

“Fine,” they say in unison.

“I’d bet my firstborn that they are in fact not fine,” Aspen says quietly.

“No betting the children,” I scold her under my breath.