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Ashton has a look on his face that tells me that he does not like being bossed around, especially by Betas who think they are in over their own heads. As he is about to speak, I hand him the bottle of wine that I brought with me from the restaurant.

“Make sure to get this to my parents,” I force a smile as he tentatively takes it from my hand. “I guess I have a meeting with your father,” I add, and he frowns.

“I won’t go back on my word. You have nothing to worry about, I will do what I have promised,” Ashton reaches for my hands, and this time, I allow him to hold them. His touch is comforting, and the warmth from his hands makes me smile.

I really need to find where my head’s at. I feel like I’m falling for Zayn and we almost kissed last night at the party, but now with Ashton giving me so many words of affirmation and being nice to me, I can feel my heart yearning for him too.

I hate emotions. I would rather think with my head than my heart. Nothing ends well from just thinking wit