Perspective

6-Spies

"I would rather step on a thousand legos than have a period," Aspen moans miserably.

"I know, girl," I agree, taking a long sip of my milkshake.

Dylan and Asher walk up to our table. Harper is in Asher's arms.

"Hi, Harper!" I greet the adorable little boy.

He gives me a shy wave.

After last week's babysitting, Harper's opened up to me a lot more.

"I don't get a hi?" Asher asks, pulling out the chair that's beside me.

"No," I say, taking another sip of my shake.

I glance over at Aspen and see Dylan giving her a hug and telling her that she's beautiful. He even got her a bag of food. Boyfriend goals.

"Can I have some of your milkshake?" Asher asks.

"No—" He interrupts me by taking a very long sip of my shake.

I'm on my fucking period and I was craving that chocolate shake!

"Bad idea," Aspen warns Asher. "I would give Harper to Dylan and start running."

"I'm too tired to attack him right now," I tell my best friend.

A bag of Kit-Kat minis hits me in the face.

"First of all, ow," I pick up the bag and open it. "Second of all, thanks."

"I got you," Jess says with a wave of her hand.

I remember Harper and hand him a piece which he gladly accepts.

"What do you say, Harp?" Asher asks as his son chews on the Kit-Kat.

"Tanks!" Harper says.

"It's thanks, but close enough," Asher shrugs.

"I've never seen Harper in person!" Jess squeals rushing over to the 21 month old. "Oh my goodness, you are so cute."

"He gets it from me," Asher boasts.

I scoff. "Debatable."

Asher starts to say something but gets distracted by something.

Or someone.

I sigh and take Harper. "Go get some."

Asher gives me a grin and kisses Harper's cheek before running off in the direction of the girl.

Jess fusses over Harper as I sit there. My eyes wander around and land on Asher.

He's talking to a blonde girl wearing jeans and a crop top. Her back is to me so I can't really see her face. Asher's face is in view and I find myself staring at him.

He's hot, funny, and sweet. If he wasn't such a player, I would've fallen for him already.

Asher's eyes lock with mine and his lips pull into a goofy smile.

I quickly look away as he starts walking back.

"Were you spying on me, Ryder?" Asher asks, sitting down next to me.