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Author’s POV

Asher and Maya sat together talking, enjoying each other's company much more than the mostly-forgotten movie they'd picked playing on her laptop for the weekend, the streaming-site flick downgraded to background noise for the flirtatious pair's constant conversations; they'd both downed a few beers each, the alcohol loosening their lips and helping put them at ease. Kissing occasionally interrupted their words, but it was a welcome interruption, both of them enjoying every moment of each other's company. No place else either of them would rather be.

"Take, take off your shirt," she panted, "I need to see that amazing body of yours!"

Eager to comply, enjoying this take-control side of her, Asher slipped his arms to the bottom of his shirt, detaching himself from her chest. As swiftly as he could he pulled it from his torso and tossed it across the room, spreading his arms and flexing slightly for his girlfriend's pleasure; if there was one thing Asher was confident about