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Chapter 65

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Meanwhile…

Vera’s Apartment, Late Afternoon

Asher sat on the couch in sweatpants and a fitted black tee, Vera’s head resting on his lap while her fingers lazily played with his.

A half eaten box of Chinese takeout was perched on the coffee table, and the hum of a soft playlist filled the room.

“Don’t you have somewhere important to be?” Vera asked, teasing, eyes closed as she nuzzled into the fabric of his shirt.

Asher smirked, brushing her hair back from her face. “I am somewhere important.”

She opened one eye, giving him a playful look. “That sounds dangerously close to cheesy.”

“It was cheesy,” he admitted, grinning. “But also true.”

She smiled, but he could see the worry creeping into her eyes, faint, but there. “I’m not… ruining things for you, am I?”

His fingers stilled.

He tilted her chin up so she was looking at him. “Vera, the only thing you’re ruining is my ability to focus on anything that’s not you.”

She snorted, but her cheeks pinked.

“I mean it,” he added, voice soft. “Y
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