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One Hundred and Forty Two

May’s POV

As soon as I opened the door of my room later that evening after Ellen left to go downstairs to get an apple before going to bed, I saw Asher standing there.

“I can’t give you any more time, May.” That was the first thing he said to me as I looked at him. What the hell was he talking about?

I frowned, biting my bottom lip. “Stop doing that, May. If you seriously don’t want me to ravish you right now, stop doing that.” He said.

I was utterly confused, not sure I knew what he was referring to. I just frowned and looked at him. “What are you talking about?” I asked after a few more seconds of silenced from him. I had been expecting him to clarify without me having to ask, but he just stared at me.

“Biting your lip, that’s what.” He said casually.

“Oh! I see. Sorry, I’m not doing it on purpose.” I said and he nodded.

“Where are you going to?” He asked me.

“I’m going to the kitchen.” I said.

“That’s good. Maybe we can talk there.” He said.

I shook my head. “Or maybe we can talk h
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