I lean back against the sofa when I see his truck lights fade away and reflect on my evening with Asher Reed. The way he carted me out of the bar. The deadly look he gave the other man trying to talk to me. The way his eyes darkened when I called him Daddy. I definitely didn’t missthat.
I glance down at my toes and fold my arms over my chest.Fuck him, my feet are pretty.
CHAPTER 11
Asher
MAY
OBLIVIA
www.vendellsreclaimedwood.com
OBLIVIA
It’s a hard wood and paints really easy.
ME
Maple? Oak?
ME
Is this a random wood-guessing game?
OBLIVIA
Look at the picture, smartass.
I click the link and see a nice selection of maple from a local company and that it’s in stock.
OBLIVIA
Would this work for my floors?
ME
Possibly.
OBLIVIA
Thank you for that insight, man of many words.
ME
Anyone ever tell you, your longer second toe makes you mean?
OBLIVIA
No, but it will do a real good job of gripping my four-inch heel while I kick you in the ass.
A photo comes through of her slender foot perfectly encased in a hunter-green stiletto with gold accents.
ME
All I see is a tripping hazard.
OBLIVIA
