AVA

SCARLETT

My eyes opened to calmness. I felt my face glued to a hard object. Feeling the familiar strong arms in a very familiar position wrapped around me quickly brought me to awareness. Delightful shivers ran down my spine in one breath.

I blinked and went still.

As I attempted to move my legs, I felt a sharp ache around my thighs.

As much as the memories thrilled me, I dreaded facing Asher right that moment. The embarrassment of how I moaned and arched and clutched onto him…

To think it was I that initiated the second and third round.

My face creased with embarrassment. I couldn't let him wake up and meet me there.

I chewed my lower lips as I scanned around for my dress. I found it hanging on a temporary hanger beside the main wardrobe.

Slowly I detached from his chest and started to crawl out of the bed.

“Trying to sneak away again?”

Startled, I froze.

He pulled me back to his chest. Pushed strands of my hair away and kissed my forehead.

“Why do you always sneak away?”