“You.”
“What about me?”
I walk over to his side of the bed and sit on the edge before leaning down to press my lips to his. “You’re nothing like I thought you would be.”
“I hope that’s a good thing.”
“A very good thing.”
“So me, you, and that crazy kid of yours going to the zoo or what?”
“It’ll have to wait until next weekend. Lyla goes to her dad’s this weekend.”
Asher’s jaw clenches tight but he doesn’t say anything else.
I move to pick up a pair of my yoga pants lying beside the bed on the floor and he reaches up to snag my waist with his arm.
“Today was one of the best days of my life,” he says.
“Mine, too.”
“I don’t want you to wonder where we go from here so I’m just going to lay it all out for you now, okay?”
“All right.”
“We can take this as slow as you want but know this, you’re mine now. Which means I take care of you. I do whatever it takes to keep you safe. That goes for Lyla, too.”
I’m not usually into bossy, dominating men but when he says things like this I can’t help but melt against him and soak in every ounce of warmth and safety he has to offer, because it’s been too long since I felt either of those things.
And I want to feel them.
I want Asher.
“How about we hit the zoo next weekend and this weekend you can show me your moves on the basketball court.”
I circle my arms around his neck as he kisses his way down my cheek to my neck. “It’s a date.”
