(Ashley POV)
I laugh out loud to myself while texting Jonathan, standing outside on the grass terrace.
My man is crazy but I love him.
I take a small sip of tea to warm my sore throat and head back inside.
I think I'm starting to get sick with a small cold or something.
I sniffle a little as I close the french doors behind me, pulling the blanket wrapped around my shoulders tighter. I feel my phone vibrate again but I'm too lazy to reach out and get it.
I take another sip of tea and cough a little, wiping my runny nose with my sleeve as I make my way slowly to the kitchen. It was like with each step I took I could feel my body get weaker and weaker.
Jeeze, I didn't know a little cold could hit so fast.
There's a soft knock on the door and I look at the time.
"Who the hell could be knocking at the door at 12 in the morning?"
I ask myself and put down my teacup. Tiredly rubbing my eye as I walk to the front door and open it.
Her long blond hair and bright blue eyes stare into the depths of my soul and for a second I thought maybe I had opened the door to my greatest nightmare.
"Linda?" I ask in a state of disbelief.
"Ashley?!"
I faint
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Romance"Of course I told them everything! From your dick size to the type of coffee you drink in the morning," Johnny and Ash have been cursing each other out with their aggressive humor since before they can remember. And when Jonathan becomes a widow wi...
