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ASHTON The sound of crunching ice beneath our feet resonates as we approach the Dairy Queen entrance, drawing closer to the curb. The wind howls around us, matching the intensity of my inner turmoil. Lennox and Davin are right by my side, the only other individuals braving the cold outdoors with us. They are probably here to ensure that Sandro and I don't end up killing each other. "She called me!" Sandro yells. "You're angry at the wrong person!" "I don't think so!" I scream, the cold air stinging my throat. "You're the one who should have told me. Told us. Informed a goddamn bodyguard—anyone in Omega should have known that she would be here without her own protection." I

91

LENNOX Ashton appeared completely disconnected from reality, allowing me to take his hand and guide him towards the second lounge. I couldn't help but be surprised that he actually answered that phone call. He held his phone to his ear, listening attentively to his father's words, not yet uttering a response. I swung open the door and found Perth and Kaleb engrossed in a heated discussion about J.P. Without hesitation, I commanded, "Get out of here. Ashton needs to take a call, and both your clients are high in the first lounge." They quickly rushed out into the hallway. Alone with Ashton, I closed the door behin

92

LENNOX Sleep eludes me as my mind is consumed by thoughts of the stalker. I yearn to uncover their identity, so that if they ever come close to Ashton, I can apprehend them and maybe even knock out a few of their teeth. In an attempt to distract myself, I pour a cup of coffee, turn on my iPad, and stretch out in the booth. The bus is divided between those asleep from a marijuana high and those passed out from the drama. Aside from Davin, who is driving, only two other people are awake. On the opposite side of the booth, Perry sits drawing in a notebook, his reading glasses perched on his nose. Beside him, Blanca flips through Isaac Asimov's Foundation, her charm bracelet tinkling. She lowers the orange book and says something funny to me.

93

ASHTON A few hours ago, Willow took it upon herself to prepare me for New Year's Eve at a bustling nightclub in Dallas. Placing her hands on my shoulders, she instructed, "Repeat after me, I, Ashton Johnson..." With my arms crossed, I echoed, "I, Ashton Johnson," mentally bracing myself for a potentially disastrous evening. You see, Perry had warned me about the Johnson Curse, a belief that whatever can go wrong will go wrong for members of our family. Now, with two Johnsons on this trip, I was prepared for misfortune to befall me, but the thought of it happening to my sister was absolutely unthinkable. "...will trust Willow Walsh," she continued. Those words came easily to me. "

94

ASHTON A smile spreads across his face as he looks me up and down, his eyes lingering with desire. "I never thought I'd feel jealous of the fictional version of myself, but I'm getting there," he says, his voice filled with a mix of longing and admiration. The elevator dings, signaling our arrival on the desired floor. The hallway outside becomes a blur as I focus on a singular thought: the door, unlocking it, and indulging in our desires. My mind becomes consumed by the anticipation of what's to come. As we step into the luxurious suite, Lennox forcefully shuts the door behind us. Without wasting a moment, I push him against the solid wood, desperate to feel him against me. "Fuck," he groans huskily, drawing closer to me. Our hands move with urg

95

LENNOX New Year's Eve fireworks exploded in the night sky. The loud bangs filled the air, and the sparkling lights danced through the window, illuminating the luxurious suite. More than the opulence surrounding us, I was captivated by the fact that he had made this view possible for me, despite never doing it for anyone else. The gesture resonated deeply within me. Ashton locked his gaze onto my mouth, silently conveying his desire for a kiss. I didn't give in so easily. Leaning closer, my voice husky, I told him, "My cum is on your chest." His jaw tightened, his arousal almost stirring. He glanced down at his abs and then back at me. "I don't know what the fuck you're talking ab

96

LENNOX I moved further into the narrow hallway, and I heard Ashton asking Lincoln if he needed anything, if he was okay. It was what he always asked family. "Lincoln!" the girls called. "Come back!" Lincoln smiled warmly. "With that, as my little brother would say, 'I bid you farewell'." He waved in salute with his free hand, his bare ass in view, and disappeared into the second lounge. Ashton almost smiled, his shoulders loosening, and he walked past me, texting the girls back. "Food?" "Omelet," I replied, sliding the bunk cur

97

ASHTON As January transitioned into February, an unexpected tempest descended upon us, catching us off guard. From the window of our hotel room, bathed in the warm glow of the evening sun, I observed the world outside. It had been nearly 24 hours since my cousins, my little sister, and I found ourselves trapped in this cramped space. Standing by the window, I gazed out onto the bustling Los Angeles street below. Hidden behind the opaque glass, I remained unseen, while the world carried on its chaotic dance before my eyes. The streets were teeming with hundreds upon hundreds of bodies, completely filling every inch of pavement and sidewalk. Paparazzi mingled with the masses, their cameras relentlessly flashing. Despite the best efforts of the addi

98

ASHTON Willow looked horrified, as if she had committed a grave offense against her bodyguard. "Kaleb, I'm terribly, terribly sorry." "It's fine," Kaleb said, using the TV remote to lower the volume. "None of it bothers me." Willow still appeared pale and distraught. I reached out and squeezed her hand, and she returned the squeeze. "Willow," Kaleb said, capturing her gaze, "I'm relieved it wasn't you on the television. That's all." She clutched my hand tightly, almost cutting off the circulation. But I let her hold on longer, and Perth snapped h

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ASHTON Kaleb crosses his arms. "First, you must delete all personal social media accounts or anything else where fans can find and follow you." Kaleb shakes his head. The fact that they're having a security meeting in front of me and my cousins instead of privately in a bathroom means something. "You're not here to promote yourselves," Perth reminds them, glancing at Perry. "Or Perry's antics." "You need to delete it," Kaleb asserts. "Your priority is to protect your client. If you require social media for security reasons, we'll create anonymous security accounts. But if we catch you using it for TV shows or adult content, you'll lose access."

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