Facing Death (FINISHED)

Chapter-16

(A/N. So, I realized the last chapter was supposed to be in Asher's P. O. V. but for some reason I totally blanked out and did it in Annabel's P. O. V. instead. So, I'd like to apologize for the mess up, and that I accudently got confused, but I know if I were to do this chapter in Asher's P. O. V. I'd get even more confused. So until the 20th chapter, you won't be able to see Asher's side of things. I'm so sorry I didn't even notice until I went to do this chapter, so please don't hate me.

Anyways, here's the next chapter.

Enjoy!

💋💯J'

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We didn't have sex. But we did make out a lot. You probably wondering, 'why didn't you?! You had the perfect mood and the perfect chance!'. Well I'm here to tell you, it wasn't the perfect chance, but definitely the best mood. I had three of my brother downstairs, and I didn't know for sure when the fourth would come home. So at any time they could walk in and see their baby sister getting dirty with her boyfriend. I mean, we've been dating for...however long it's been, and we haven't had sex. But I'm not complaining.

Some of you are probably thinking I'm stupid for forgetting how long we've been together, right? Well, I'm not stupid. I didn't forget when we got together, but I'm not counting each second of every day. A relationship based on love, hope, and trust isn't about the number of days, months, or years you've been together. It's about how you feel when your together. I'm not keeping track, but when he kisses me for hours, it feels like seconds. When he leaves and we don't see each other throughout a day or weekends, I feel like we haven't been together for centuries.

What I feel when I'm with Asher Daniels is something beyond love-it's absolute heaven. The way his laugh makes me warm inside, the simple smile he gives me makes my heart thud with a passion, the way he holds my hand when he knows I'm upset or worried. Everything he does is a trigger to something inside me. Like no matter what I go through, his love for me would never change.

And I know-because I love this guy doesn't mean I'm an expert on every kind of love. I know I'm not. But, I know how love feels. And right now, I don't want anything to change.

The man himself shifts in his sleep, turning over to face me, then putting his arm around my waist and pulling me into his chest. His lips twitch, itching to smile, but he doesn't. I smirk as a devilish thought pops into my head.

I put a whisper of pressure on his side as I trail my fingertips up the length of his ribs. His lips twitch again, so I repeat the action again and again until a chuckle escapes his smiling lips. I smirk and say in mock horror, "Is Asher Danieks...ticklish?"

"Pffft no." He lies, his smile still on his face. I chuckle at his failed attempt to be subtle about it, and lay my head on his chest. I run my fingers against his ribs again, making him jerk and laugh again. I smile evilly.

"What's wrong, Babe?"

"You sneaky little turd." He mutters trying to hold my hand away from his sides. I laugh as I lay my head back against his chest. "So what are we doing today?"

"I don't know, but I don't want to stay in the house all day."

"Picnic?"

"Sounds nice."

"Park?"

"Also sounds nice."

"Sex?"

"Sounds tiring." He lets out a laugh, the sounds vibrating in my ear. I smile up at him.

"I want to take you out on a date tonight."

"You spoil me to much."

"Are you complaining?"