After I Kissed You
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Last published Sat, Aug 10, 2019
"Shouldn't you be with her?" I say in the midst of my moaning. An amused smile is casted over his flawed yet beautiful face.
"That shouldn't matter. I can choose whoever I want to be with." He says huskily, pushing me against the wall behind me.
"What matters is...that your shirt is still on." He says and tugs down at the hem of my shirt. His large warm hand brushes against my hot skin.
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It all started with a drunken kiss at a party. What will Asher's reaction be when Aria wants more than being just 'friends with benefits'? The idea doesn't initially sound so appealing to him but how will Aria manage to change his mind if she will even be able to?
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