As She Should Novels & Stories

"I want you again." I groaned, my shoulders tensing, my fingers curling into fists. "I’m tired," I repeated, my voice sharper this time, my tone leaving no room for argument. "And we have a ceremony to attend, remember?" Her smile faltered for just a second… barely a flicker, before she smoothed it back into place. "Fine," she said, her voice still sweet, but there was an edge to it now, something cold. "But you owe me a rematch, Ash."

She should be at work now. “Let's go.” I hollered at Asher who was now dressed in casual clothing. It's show time.

𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗱. “𝗦𝗼 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗠𝘀. 𝗔𝗰𝘀𝗼𝗻.” 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱.

She smiled as she stood straight. "We'd move ten minutes from now!" She announced and went into her chambers to get dressed. Her hand itched for some battle and she was going to get Just that. She rolled her eyes as she put her mail coat on. It fitted perfectly well on her and she couldn't but smile. "Ashina, you are do this. Yes you can!" She Sauntered out or her chambers with her sword clasped to the belt that laced her coat, her head held high.

Safety earned and defended long before I ever stepped into leadership. And it would be hers. The thought settled deep in my chest. We had less than a month before she arrived. Anticipation threaded with responsibility. Wonder tempered by certainty. ‘She belongs here,’ Ash said. ‘She should know that before she knows anything else.’ I didn’t argue. The word surfaced without effort, as if it had been waiting for permission. Ember. It fit like truth. “Ember,” I said quietly. Ash went still, then a deep approval spread through him, steady and sure.

She shouldn’t be ashamed. As they faced the challenges together, she realized that she shouldn’t let the issue ruin her. She had come a long way, and she wasn’t about to give up now.

I proclaimed, my eyes darting to check the condition of the office "Yes daddy" she replied with a smile tugging at the corner of her lips and I knew her cheeks must be hurting from her smiling so widely at me "Behave Ashley!" I muttered under my breath "I'm well behaved, I haven't slacked behind infact I'm at my best right now. Do I look like a fucking kid to you that you want to keep an eye on me? I'm 23 years old which means I'm an adult and a full grown woman so keep your fatherly love and instincts for your soon to be born children" she said, sliding onto the chair

“They say I’m wrong.” His mother’s smile faded, but only for a moment. She sat back on her heels, her hands resting on his small shoulders. Her touch was warm, grounding. “Listen to me, Asher,” she said, her voice firm but kind, like she was telling him a secret only they could share. “You’re not wrong. You’re not less. You’re more.” He blinked up at her, confused. “More?”

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“Exactly. She’s amazing, man. You’ve liked her forever. If not now, when?” Asher exhaled sharply, unsure. “I don’t know if it’s the right time. She’s… she’s in a bad place.” Eli shook his head gently. “There’s never a perfect time, man. Just be there. Support her. Show her she can count on you. That’s enough.” Mark nudged him. “She needs someone steady, someone who cares. That’s you, bro. You just gotta let her see it.” Asher swallowed hard, determination flickering in his eyes. “Yeah… okay. I’ll try. For her.”