Amara
"Why did you let me drink that much?" I groan, burying my face in the soft pillow.
"You yelled at me when I tried to cut you off." Asher says before I feel his lips on my shoulder.
"Well, I hate you for it."
"That's not what you were telling me last night." He says in a cheeky tone and I lift my head up, my eyes squeezed shut.
"Hah?"
"You were all, Asher, mi amor. Hazme el amor, and, Abuela tenía razón. Eres sexy. Then you got mad that I wouldn't have sex with you."
"Hah?" Is all I manage to get out.
I hear him chuckle as the mattress un-dips and I hear footsteps retreating, "Come backkkk."
"I have to pee woman." I hear him say before I hear a door close.
I groan, sliding out of the bed and onto the floor dramatically.
"What the hell are you doing?" Asher asks and I grunt.
"Sleeping." I say, laying flat on my stomach.
"Like that?"
"Mhmm.", I hum, "Makes the pounding in my head seem a little more dramatic."
"Get up." Asher says and I sigh in response. "Fine." He says before I feel arms wrap around me and pull me up.
"Gonna puke." I say and immediately get dropped onto the bed. I sit up, laughing, "Just kidding." I say, my eyes still shut.
I feel a familiar large hand on my neck as Asher's finger lands on the underside of my jaw, tilting my head up.
"I think your brothers are right."
"Hmm?"
"The whole angel act thing." He says and I chuckle, my eyes still shut.
"Nah. I'm truly an angel. It's why I'm so stunning." I say, falling backwards to lay onto the bed.
"Mhm, sure." He says and I feel the bed dip.
I finally open my eyes, seeing as though I'm well adjusted to the light by now.
"Well, we're changing that soon." He says and my brows knit together. "You aren't gonna be an angel in the bedroom for too much longer." He leans down, placing a slow, tender kiss on my lips before walking away.
"Hah?" Is all I manage to get out after a kiss like that. "I really do love you."
"I know." He says, walking back into the bathroom.
"I didn't even brush my teeth!" I whine, sliding off of the bed dramatically, again.
It's only then do I realize I'm only in my panties.
"Hey babe, you sure we didn't have sex last night?"
"Positive."
"Did I strip or something?" I ask, leaning over and grabbing one of Asher's t-shirts that was thrown onto the arm chair. Along with my bra from last night.
"Nope."
"What happened to my clothes?"
"I took 'em off for ya." He says, poking his head out of the bathroom.
"Oh. Okay." I say, shrugging my shoulders.
"I think it's okay if you sleep half naked even if we didn't have sex." He says and I nod.
"I don't care. I just wasn't expecting it, that's all."
"Well expect it from now on. If we're in bed, assume I want you in the most minimal clothing possible." He says as I bite back a smile.
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In Intimate Desire[UNEDITED]
RomanceCollege baseball star, Asher Rhodes, knows better than to fall for Amara Taylor, the shy Latina girl that he had a class with last semester. But, when push comes to shove and they're stuck living in apartment buildings right next to each other for t...