“Thanks...”
“Mommy, can Asher go with us?”
“Oh, I don’t know, sweetie...”
“But it’s his day off, right, Asher?”
I like this kid. She’s like a built-in wingman. “Right.”
“See, Mommy. He can push me on the swing like Uncle Peter does.” Lyla returns her attention to me. “Can you push me really high, Asher?”
“I can push higher than Uncle Peter,” I reassure her.
Marley gives me a pointed look.
“Yay!” Lyla squeals, clapping her hands and stomping her feet.
Marley laughs, shaking her head, then lowers those sexy cat-like glasses back down over her eyes and walks past me. “I don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself into. An hour at the park with this little girl will wear you out.”
I give her my best smile, jogging to catch up with her. “I’ve got plenty of stamina. Pretty sure I can keep up.”
Chapter 10
Marley
“Higher, Asher, higher!”
“Not too high,” I remind them both. Jesus, they are going to give me a heart attack.
Asher tosses me a wink, letting me know he’s got this, and I swear, I melt a little inside.
In the last hour I’ve seen a side of him I never thought I would. The fun, sweet, nurturing side that must be a result of his wonderful parents. He’s so good with her. Lyla has dragged him around this entire park and he’s humbly followed her every step and command. She even convinced him to slide down the slide earlier, and I nearly peed my pants laughing so hard. Watching someone of Asher’s stature attempt to slide down a kiddy slide just to please my little girl is hilarious.
And incredibly sweet.
He’s kept a safe distance from me, which I appreciate, even though every inch of my skin craves his touch.
