Chapter 8

Chapter 8- Doing sports together

Asher leaned closer to her, noticing the curiosity imprinted in her eyes. "You are capable of warming the sheets just fine during winter" Asher said in a serious manner.

Abigail blinked, it took her a full quarter-second to understand his words. So that was the only virtue she possessed. Somehow, she felt bad.

"Thank you Mr. Reed," She smiled peevishly, dropping her eyes on Mr Reed hands on her waist. "Too bad it's summer now, you can let go of me." She smiled sarcastically.

Asher was calm, staring at her, "It's much safer for you this way. After all, I had only left you for a second, and you fainted in the waiting room."

"That was a different case, Mr Reed, I had been hit by Emma that's why I fainted." She inhaled deeply, "But seriously, if you don't let go of me, I might faint again because I can hardly breathe" Abigail really missed her once slender and perfect figure.

After hearing her words, Asher didn't let her go, but pulled away just a little