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ROAD TO ASHER

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“I had Tim slip something in her pockets.” Robin says by means of explanation, chuckling at his own brilliance.

A small hum of approval slips through my lips, his red stress ball bouncing off the wall with a thud and straight into my open waiting hand.

Sending it back into the wall, eyes staring unblinkingly at the path the ball takes, it jumps back to my open hand, and I send it right back.

Robin sighs, his seat rolling to me, catching the ball effortlessly, his eyes meet mine. I try to loo
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  • According to his secretary    SHOW ME YOU'RE MINE

    Asher had set up the roof top while I was in the conversation with Robin. He sold the rooftop short. It has a breath taking view of the city from up here, the lights twinkling in the distance, blankets of white snow on the rooftops, snow flakes falling lazily…It’s all so beautiful that I let myself relax in the moment of it all.Asher drapes a heavy blanket over my shoulders, until he does, I had no idea how much I needed it. My free hands grip the blanket like a lifeline.“I knew about the cold thing.” he starts.Turning to him, he has a blanket around his shoulders, sipping from his cup slowly. His nose and cheeks pink from the cold. He’s adorable.“But you constantly offered me a jacket, you always brought a jacket for me.” I say with surprise.He shrugs, the blanket going up and down is almost cartoon-ish.“I’m starting to feel cold lately,” I admit, the words causing my throat to get sticky on the insides.Asher shuffles closer to me, trying to put his arms around me, but the la

  • According to his secretary    WARM

    “Oh. Right. I hadn’t told anyone yet. I’m staying over at Asher’s place for the night.” I explain with a proud chuckle when Robin gives me a perplexed look about taking us to the address on the navigation system instead of taking me home.Robin’s expression clouds over, his eyes meeting Asher’s in the rear view mirror, Asher meets his fiery gaze with a cool one of his own. I have no idea what’s going on, and swinging my head to look at both of them makes me feel like throwing up all over the car. Robin’s eyes track to mine and I let out a small squeak. Asher’s hand on my shoulders curl around me protectively, I sink into his touch. My head rolling on to his shoulders. It’s surprisingly comfortable. Every part of Asher is comfortable.“I’m not your fucking Uber.” Robin murmurs, returning his eyes to the road.For the rest of the ride I have my face out of the window, feeling the wind against my flushed skin feels good. The streets are almost deserted. It’s even colder at night, so I u

  • According to his secretary    IT'S YOU

    “Rematch.” I say as our food arrives. The wait staff apologizes for the delay, but my eyes remain on my secretary. A cheater.He gives a short laugh, picking up a hot fry and tossing it into his mouth and then nodding.“Why would I do that? It was a fair, and square match.”I snort, already clearing the space for our rematch, never mind the fact that the second our skin makes contact I’ll probably jump over this table and suck faces with him until I come.“That was the most unfair, unsquare match I’ve ever seen. And this is coming from someone who makes situations unfair for others to make a living.” I challenge.His expression softens, smile disappearing and I almost go out in search for a gun to end myself for ruining this, instead I back track. Putting my arm out, wiggling my fingers and daring him to make a move, if he could.The smile crawls back into his eyes and I let out a silent sigh of relief.“Now this has to be fair and square–” he says as he takes my hand, I push myself

  • According to his secretary    BEST DATE? DAY? EVER

    “I didn’t realize how see through your shirt was.” he murmurs, hands slowing, making me moan at the loss of his touch. “Lights make all the difference.” I explain impatiently, ready to go back to the way his hands slide against me, the feel of him behind me.Asher makes a sound at the back of his throat, and I nearly beg him to touch me again, but he takes my hand and walks to the bar, asking for another drink. “I’m thirsty.”When his drink comes out, he throws everything back.I watch him in slight amusement. “How thirsty exactly?” I signal for a drink of my own when Asher stops it, I groan a complaint.“Who’s going to drive?”“That’s okay, we’ll sober up before we leave anyway.” I say, snatching the drink quickly, his hands meet the empty shot glass.I grin at him, feeling the sticky liquid down in my throat. “The only way to get it out now is with your tongue.”Asher shakes his head at me, a small smile playing on his lips, only then do I realize his eyes are glazed over. “I sh

  • According to his secretary    DON'T FLIRT WITH HIM

    From where he sits at the bar, Asher’s eyes remain on me. Pulsing music and strobing lights seems to slow as we keep our eyes on each other.My throat tightens as I watch him, waves of feelings in the pit of my stomach. He’s supposed to be right here, dancing with me. I know he isn’t comfortable here, but we’re already out, the least he could do was be here. I’m not over reacting right?Turning away from him, I let myself sway to the music. If he isn’t going to be here, then I won’t ruin my night of fun because of him. We’re just sleeping together, and we’re supposed to be having fun right now. I mean, how often do I get to experience fun? Soon, Crawful will find a case for me, and every free time I ever had would go up in flames. And maybe I wanted to dance with him, maybe I’d be looking forward to it, maybe that’s the only thing I need right now, but who cares? The man doesn’t want it. Screw it.I will not turn into a grumpy old man like Asher.My body sways to the rhythm, enjoy

  • According to his secretary    LET'S DANCE

    The clothes he chose lay on the bed, dark tailored pants and a sheer shirt. The tamest of them all, to the ordinary eyes. But because Asher has no idea what this would look like under the strobe lights, I smile to myself. “Good choice,”You’ll find out just how good of a choice it is later.He doesn’t do much to hide his disappointment that I’m in a bath robe, instead of tying a towel around my waist. It’s all part of my plan.I plan to drag this out for as explosive as I want my orgasm to feel.“The twins?”“They’ll be back. Aren’t you getting dressed?”I narrow my eyes, bringing my hands to my chest dramatically.“Not with you watching me like that, I’m not.”He ignores me, taking a step forward, I take one back. A crease sits between his brows, and I find this slightly amusing. He takes another step forward and I take one back, annoyance pass through his grey eyes before he takes another step forward, snatching my arm before I’m able to take another step backward. “Asher!” I hiss

  • According to his secretary    THE SECRETARY'S DILEMMA

    “You don’t kiss your boss, Mr. Secretary.” I say, finishing up, then I realize this is not the conversation to be having when my shirt is undone.What if I start dry humping him right now? It’s already established that I’m pathetic with him. It won’t be surprising to me, it will however, send him

  • According to his secretary    JUST YOUR SECRETARY

    I’m going to be ignoring Asher today. Because he chose my father yesterday. Actions have consequences, his actions have cost him this. “Breakfast is ready.” he informs me this morning,On cue too. My plan is to make sure he knows I’m ignoring him. My fingers struggle with my tie for the hundredt

  • According to his secretary    HIS SECRETARY IS A SPY

    The team was put together years ago. Before Crawford had me join the company.We have a goal, and to get that goal, we have to play my father’s games for a bit. Only for a bit. Until Robin cracks–“You’re not listening.” Asher sighs, hanging his head.“I’m not.” I agree, enjoying the way he seems

  • According to his secretary    TIGHT LIPPED SECRETARY

    “He has been very curious about what goes on here! All he had to do was admit he kissed me!!” I slap the cup against the table a little too loudly. Tim sighs, massaging his temples at the sound. To say I’m disappointed is a grave understatement. He’s wanted to be here for the longest time. He alwa

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