WREN “He denied everything.”“Yes,” I agreed.As usual. I watched the screen as Asher was escorted by the prison guard back to his cell. Liam's hands on my shoulder calmed me down, I leaned on him.His hands slowly went to my face, I closed my eyes anticipating his mouth on my lips, but after five seconds when I didn't feel his touch I opened my eyes.“Someone's here,” he whispered with a chuckle. “Laters babe.”I cleared my throat, stepping back away from Liam to the prison warden. He'd gone out to some meetings, leaving us here in his office after I'd gone to pay Asher a visit.“Sorry Miss Hastings, it's been a busy day,” he said.He was some chubby man, probably in his late sixties but he was still looking alert and energetic just like Mick Zervas.“It's no problem,” I smiled.We sat opposite each other, while Liam was beside me, his arm rolled on my waist possessively. I'd refused him traveling with me to Houston, I was so serious about not letting Asher see him.When Ethan calle
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