Loving Asher King

47 | Together

Kiara's POV :

I woke up to soft kisses on my neck. And I smiled seeing Asher having fun as his kisses trailed down to my breasts. "Aren't you having a good morning?" I said running my hand through his hair. "Of, only if every morning would be this good," he said looking up at me. "You want me to travel back and forth from here and my apartment, talk about the drive of shame," I said looking down at my clothes still playing with his hair as he lay on my chest.

"Or you could move in with me," he said making me pull his head to look at him. "Stop joking Asher," I chuckled sitting up but he wouldn't move out of my lap. "Who is joking?" he said looking up at me. "We aren't even-" I tried to say something to give our relationship a name but nothing, nothing came to my mind. "Kiara, you are aware we have been together since... I don't know. We are together for a while," he huffed. "Very nice, that is how are you going to remember this?" I said pointing between us.

"You remember things that you forget or let go of. I can never let you go ever," he said pulling me in for a kiss. Okay, heart if you beat any faster I will die. "Kiara, we aren't teenagers so I hope you know that boyfriend girlfriend is not something we need," he said looking at me as he put my hands in his hair and I played with it. I mean yes, we weren't kids.

"So when I go see my parents today what am I saying to them?" I asked. "I mean I could go with you, and explain it myself," he smirked. "Shut up," I said getting up and groaned. "Okay valid fair, but can we at least meet for dinner tonight?" he asked following me to the closet. I turned around and bumped into him. "Why are you so needy all of a sudden?" I asked grabbing something to wear to leave.

"Excuse me? I haven't seen you in a week I need to see you for 168 hours straight to make up for it," he said following me almost into the restroom. "Get dressed you need to drop me home," I said pushing him away and getting ready. When I was out he was wearing a black fitted t-shirt and blue jeans. "Why won't you move in with me?" he asked as we walked out. "Because that is absurd!" I said wearing my shoes and kissing his lips to shut him up.

"Why is it absurd? Okay then I can move in with you!" he said smiling at me as we went down in the elevator. "You are stupid," I glared only for him to hug me from the back. "You know I'm injured right? You should be very nice to me and stay with me to take care of me," he said and I looked at him. "You are a big baby," I said walking out. "I am your baby!" he said but the people around us just looked at us making Asher close his mouth and me laugh.

"That was funny," I said getting into his car. "Haha," he grumbled getting in after closing my door. "So Kyle and Elina going to be there?" he asked. "Nope, they have some other commitment, I'm just taking my parents out, they came back yesterday from their world trip," I chuckled. "Must have been nice," he said. "Well, yeah he doesn't have to worry about business anymore, mom loves traveling, and Dad loves Mom so he would walk bare feet on nails if she wanted him to," I chuckled. "I would walk bare feet on nails if you wanted me to," he said looking at me and making me blush.

"Okay shut up and go back to being grumpy pls," I said hitting his arm. "Are you going to work today?" I asked. "Yeah, probably why?" he asked and I shrugged and we fell into a comfortable silence. "So you sure, you don't wanna move in with me?" he said as we pulled up to my apartment. "I don't know, okay give me time to think," I said pecking him before leaving. "Have fun, actually say hi to your parents if our topic comes up, and call me if you need me okay?" he asked cupping my cheek.

"You know for a mafia boss, you are quite a softy," I said chuckling. "Not funny, angel, I mean it call me, for anything," he said I nodded before kissing him again and leaving.

The dinner time came by pretty fast and I finally walked into the restaurant to find mom and Dad. They hugged me and kissed me. "We missed you Kiara," Dad said still hugging me. "Dad, I love you too, now let me go," I said chuckling. "Your old man missed you and you just think it's funny," he grumbled sitting down. "Mom loves the tan," I smiled. "Thank you, you should go to Italy in the summer, amazing," she gushed. "I'll take note of that," I smiled. We started talking about the trip and ordered food.