(Ashley POV)
I check the time and groan softly. Careful not to wake the sleeping bear next to me.
Jonathan's body was pressed against my back, keeping me nice and warm on a cold September morning. I almost didn't want to move.
Almost.
I shift a little and wiggle until I'm finally out of his reach.
Yawning as I go to stand, wincing from the small but sharp pain as I get up and hobble over to the closet.
I swear I'm going to hit him next time he goes too deep. I wonder how he would like it if I tore him up.
I get dressed in my stupid, tight fitting business suit and grab my suitcase.
Rolling out the door before he could even have the chance to stop me,
cause I have a flight to catch.
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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...
