Mary-Lynnette & Ash

Is This For Real?

So if you're still reading, and I hope you are, things are about to heat up between Ash and his M'Lyn I know L.J Smiths books were pretty PG but I plan to go farther than that, however, I don't know it I'll be able to get to that in this part of the story, but for sure the next one.

Ash's POV

M'Lyn was taking her parents death strangely calming. I could hear Mark crying himself to sleep everything. But Mary-Lynnette was quiet, reserved, and almost... Happy.... I wasn't sure if she was in denial or had just accepted death into her life and moved on. She had already been through her mothers death. I'm shocked that her father had, Mare looked exactly like her mother and personality wise, if she had half as my spunk, empathy, and devotion as her daughter, than she must've been sight to behold. M'Lyn didn't see her own beauty though, which made her all that more gorgeous.

A knock at my door suddenly stopped me in my tracks, my Spidy senses, aka vampire perks, let me breathe in Mare's soapy vanilla scent. And it was addictive as crack.

I opened the door and there she was, not to be a guy or anything, but her tank top was tight and low cut and.... I'm a dude and her tits are sneaking out of that tank.

"Ash?" Mare asks, my eye focus on her gorgeous blue ones. I give off a sly smirk knowing I've just been caught ogling her boobs.

"Yeah Mary-Lynnette?" I ask, she looks so lost, so alone, so... hurt. And that breaks my non-beating heart in two.

"If I ask you a favour, will you promise to do it?" Her voice cracks as she finishes her sentence, but her question blows my mind...

"I'm not turning you into a vampire."

Her gaze stays steady though, "I wasn't going to ask that..." Her vocal cords fail her, she clears her throat an tries again. "Will you distract me tonight? Anyway possible, though..." she steps inside my room, pushing her body against mine and closes the door behind her, "I do have a couple ideas."