Left to the flames (Book 1)
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"Oh please love," he rolls his eyes, "Don't act like you didn't ask me here."
"I didn't!" I sighed running a hand through my hair, "I've got something really important going on right now, I wouldn't ask you here especially now!"
"I've got the message right here," he frowned pulling his phone out of the front pocket of his jeans.
"Fuck- it- it wasn't me, it was my friend." I stuttered, "the red head from earlier. She wants me to- you know what never mind, you have to get out of here before my dad gets home!" I sigh exasperated, he looked down for a moment and put his phone back in his pocket, then nodded looking up with a smirk.
"Alright,"
"Thank god," relief flooded me, I turned around to go back in the house glad to get away from his burning touch. A hand lightly grasped my wrist, pulling me back the same fire from earlier scorched my insides. I was whipped around to face Asher. Much closer than before,
"Not so fast love," he clicked his tongue, he was so close I could almost taste his minty breath I could smell a hint of cigarette on his breath as well. Usually for me that was a huge turn off but on this man I only barley knew, The image of him with a cigarette pressed to his lips before exhaling a large white cloud of smoke was the sexiest thing i could imagine right now. My breath hitched in my throat,
"Wh-what are you doing Asher?" I my voice squeaked, I had to look anywhere but his eyes.
"I'll leave on one condition." he added his voice was husky pressed to my ear. I nodded, his lips softly grazed down my neck and the stubble on his face felt rough against my delicate skin I gasped quietly at the feeling. The fire I'd felt earlier was nothing compared to what this felt like, my entire body felt like flames licked against every inch of my skin beginning at my neck. I had no clue what to do, or say I'd never been in this position before. "Kiss me Nya,"
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