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Okay so before we start I would like to give a disclaimer. This book will have a hot cabin sex scene. Sex is when a man inserts his penis in a women. If that makes you uncomfortable skip this chapter. If you don't care and you are rooting for #Pasher or #Ashton sex please commence to your regularly schedule programing.
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"Ew, delete that. It's gross." I muttered cringing at the picture of me cross eyed and looking at my tongue.
"I like it." He mumbled scrolling down his photo album.
"When did you get all of these photos?" I asked looking at random pictures of me smiling and laughing.
"Over the course of our relationship." He muttered. I was laying next to him one leg thrown over his waist and my arms tucked into my chest.
"I have like no pictures of you. At all." I muttered looking at pictures of Gracie and Asher at the zoo and at the beach.
"Well, we'll have to fix that." Asher mumbled tossing his phone to the bottom of the bed and kissing me softly before moving his lips down my neck.
"I'll need some for your birthday." I muttered smiling at him. He sat up and arched an eyebrow.
"Will you now?" He asks his hand pressed tightly to my waist.
"Yep, absolutely." I said wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Why?" He asks. His eyes are shining as he watches my eyes and my mouth.
"I don't know. Something to post on Instagram." I shrugged.
"What are you going to do for your birthday?" He asks.
"That's not important. What's important is your birthday. You'll be 18! You'll be legal to vote and have sex!" I exclaimed winking.
"I didn't know you were worried about my legality to have sex."
"I'm not. Trust me. I'm just making a point."
"So what are we going to do?" He asks.
"I'm not sure. A party? I know a few club owners and a couple DJs. I'm sure I can find a caterer. Noel is big in the culinary world." I said sitting up.
"We don't have to go all out."
"You're only 18 once." I defended.
"You're only every age once. That's the entire reasoning to age." He explained chuckling. I whacked him with a pillow and frowned.
"Why aren't you as excited? You're turning 18." I said.
"I know, I just don't want to waste a birthday on a party when I can just spend it with you. You are all I want for my birthday." He said.
"Fine, we'll have a small party. But you and I will spend the day together." I promised.
"And you'll have your picture." He smiled.
"Yes, and then I'll finally have my picture." I chuckled laying my phone on the table.
"I love you." Asher said. I froze my voice pooling in my chest.
"I love you too." I mumbled. My voice and mind were fighting with each other.
"You don't have to say it. I just wanted you to know."
"But it's not that, it's just I didn't want you to say it." I explain roughly.
"You didn't want me to say 'I love you.'?"
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