Chapter 47: Winning My Girl Back

Ashton's POV

"Did you ask permission before you picked those flowers from the garden, Ashton?" Megan asked after she took the flowers from my hand. I could feel the sparks the moment her skin brushed mine, and I could tell right away she is definitely the only woman for me because I have never felt this kind of connection with anyone—not even with Claire.

"Of course, I always have my ways, Meg, and you know I always use my charm in almost everything I do. Anyway, don't worry, Megan, I got those flowers in good faith. The gardener was pleased to give them to me since he knew I am on my way to winning my girl back," I said with confidence. I smiled when I saw her blush again.

"I am sorry, but I cannot invite you in because we are on our way somewhere," she said, and I could tell they would have their next activity, and she didn’t know I had a spy—and it was her best friend.

"Can I join you?" I asked, and she quickly shook her head.

"I don’t think it would be a good idea, Ashton. I came here because I wanted to relax my mind and body," she replied.

"Why, Meg, did I make you feel restless?" I asked as I moved closer to her, but she half-closed the door right away so I couldn’t come closer, and I almost laughed when I noticed her face turned redder. But I kept my look solemn because I didn’t want her to think I was making fun of her.

"Of course not. Don’t feel so confident, Pritzgold. Even if I told you I still feel the same way towards you, it doesn’t mean I will make it easy for you. I survived for eight years without you in my life, and now you are trying to mess with me again. This time, I will be wiser," she responded.

I could feel the piercing in my heart as I realized the pain on her face, and all she said was true. I wasn’t there for her during the time she needed me the most, and I couldn’t stop myself from feeling so guilty. Zachary was right, after all—I need to deal with this guilt for the rest of my life.

"I know, Megan, and I am sorry if I am making you unhappy again. Don’t worry, I will do whatever it takes, and I hope someday you will look at me without hatred in your eyes anymore. I am wishing that what will be left is only your love and devotion for me," I said.

"I understand that even if you still feel the same way towards me, you still have anger in your heart. I know it will take a long time before you can finally forgive me, and I hope you are still willing to give me another chance to make it up to you and our little boy. I know it will never be easy to prove my worth to you, but I promise you, Meg, I will do my best," I said, and I could see that she was trying her best to hold the smile on her face because she didn’t want me to know she was happy.

Megan doesn’t realize that I can still see through her. Even after eight years I haven’t seen her, I am proud to say she is still the girl I used to love. Her feelings are transparent—I can even see the hatred and pain on her face, and I can still feel the love beneath her penetrating gaze. That is one reason I felt so happy and excited to spend another day with her.

And I know that right now she is masking her genuine emotions. The way she kissed me back last night made me realize I still have her love, and I love this because sooner or later, I can tell she will no longer be able to fight her feelings for me, and we can be together once again. I am so excited for that day to come.

Even if I can see that she is having trouble keeping her guard, I admire Megan’s will. I can’t blame my girl since I made her suffer because of my stupidity. This time, I will make sure to be with her, and my new goal and priority in life is to protect Axel and Megan with all my love and capacity.

"Of course I know, Meg, but don’t worry, I will always be here patiently waiting for you. But could you at least give me a timeline and some exceptions about kissing you?" I asked, and this time she could no longer contain her laughter.

"I couldn’t believe your guts, Ashton. I already gave you a chance to prove your worth, and now you are asking for more. You have to follow my rules if you want to win me back. If not, it means goodbye, and it’s all up to you. And stop asking me for exceptions because even if what I shared with you last night was amazing, I need to guard my heart," she responded, and I couldn’t stop myself from grinning.

"Yeah, it was wonderful, Megan, and I found it so hard to sleep last night because I couldn’t stop reliving those kisses I shared with you. Your sweet moans kept me wide awake almost the entire night. Thinking about your sweet lips and the intoxicating scent is enough to drive me crazy, Meg," I said, and her face turned crimson again.

"You better leave now, Ashton; we need to go," she said as she tried to change the subject because I could see she was so affected by my words. Flirting with Megan would become my favorite activity, and seeing her react that way made me feel more confident I was going to win her over soon.

I wanted everything to go back to normal—like eight years ago when I could hug and kiss her anytime I wanted—and I knew I needed to be patient with her. I had to control myself every time I was near her.

"Okay, Meg, I’m sorry if I disturbed you. I hope we can talk late tonight in the garden," I said, hoping I would be lucky.

"No more dates in the garden, Ashton," she said, and my face fell, but I tried to smile at her.

"Okay, but maybe we can eat lunch and dinner together," I declared.

"Of course we can, if you will not entertain those girls," she said, and I couldn’t stop smiling from ear to ear. After all, I love it when Megan is jealous of me because I can feel that she still really cares for me.

"Okay, whatever you want. Goodbye, Meg, and please take good care of yourself," I said, and I walked out from their cottage feeling more inspired.

"We can walk with them, Ashton. Why do we need to keep ourselves hidden? We look like stalkers, buddy," Zachary complained when we were on the hills following Megan and Alice’s trail.

"I want to, but Megan said she wanted to relax, and that’s why she came here to this camp. I could say I’m making her stressed every time I come close to her," I replied. Zach laughed, and I nudged him.

"Shh, you need to lower your voice and stop laughing so loudly, or Megan will know we are following them," I said.

"You know what, I better get back to the main camp than be with you," Zach said, and I could tell I pissed him off.

"Come on, Zachary, I need you because this trail could be dangerous, and I’m sure the girls are not familiar with this place," I said.

"You could have told Megan you wanted to accompany her because you’re worried for her safety," my best friend responded.

"Yeah, I know. I’m sorry, okay? I asked her, and I know she doesn’t want me to come with her. I don’t know, Zach, every time I am with Megan, it feels like I lose my sense of thinking," I responded, and he shook his head.

"You need to get a grip, buddy," he replied.

Before I could respond, I heard Megan and Alice scream from inside the forest, and I suddenly felt terrified as I made my way to them. I was running so fast I didn’t care anymore if she found out we were following them.

They were both frozen on the ground holding each other’s hands, and I could tell their bodies were shaking in fear. I felt glad they were okay. When I looked around to see what caused them to scream, I saw a giant python slithering on the ground. It was as big as a log, and I could tell it measured more than twenty feet.

I didn’t waste time. I moved closer to Megan right away, and she jerked when she felt my hand on her waist. When Megan raised her head and looked at me, I could see the relief on her face, and Megan forgot about her own rule when my girl threw herself at me and hugged me tightly.

I couldn’t be happier as I pulled her closer to me, and I could feel that her entire torso was still shivering from fright. I laughed when I saw Zachary’s expression when Alice ran to him and embraced my best friend like a child needing protection. I realized they almost fell to the ground, and it hit me—they look good together. I could tell Zach felt awkward while he was caressing Alice’s back to soothe her.

"Hey, it’s okay, Meg; I’m here," I softly said as I caressed her long, shiny hair, and I felt like I was on cloud nine when I felt Megan’s arms tighten around my waist. I felt so thankful to nature for the intervention as I realized it will always feel so wonderful to have Megan in my arms.