Page 98 of Asher

“Hi.” I smiled and squeezed his biceps. My tongue darted out to wet my suddenly dry lips.

Asher smirked, knowing exactly what I was thinking because he knew me so well. “Hi, baby.”

I looked over my shoulder to see the girls gathering their things. “I’m surprised you guys lasted this long without busting up girls’ night.”

“It was hard to stay away,” Mason said, wrapping his arm around Rylie’s shoulder before bending his neck to kiss the top of her head. “That one told us that we needed to let you guys have some time.” He nodded his chin to Cam who looked unapologetic.

“What? You know what it’s like with a newborn. She deserved a couple of hours without a crying baby.” Cam squeezed Stephanie’s hip.

“And without having to deal with Anna?” I joked and Cam shot me a look.

“Funny.”

“I thought it was.” Stephanie grinned up at him as he smacked her ass. Cam leaned down to whisper something in Steph’s ear that had her turning red. “I think we’re going to head out.”

“Oh. Going to pound town. Nice.” I hugged her.

“Damn straight.” Cam wrapped an arm around her again, leading her out the door without another goodbye. Rylie gave me another hug, promising to call the dress store the next day to get appointments set up.

“I’m going to go put her down.” Asher called over his shoulder as he made his way up the stairs. My heart skipped a beat as I watched him. I couldn’t wait to see what he’ll be like with two.

One day.

I was busy putting our dirty plates in the sink when Asher wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. His lips drug along the side of my neck. I groaned as my back arched, pushing my ass into his hardening dick.

“I love when you wear this shirt.”

It was an old Sweet Springs Football team shirt. His last name written on the back. It was the first thing I stole when I moved in. “It’s yours.”

“You’re mine.”

I rested my head back against his shoulder, my eyes easing closed as he slid his hand under the shirt and up to my breast. His fingers moved the cup of my bra down as he tweaked my nipple.

“Fuck.” I hissed reaching up behind his head to tangle my fingers in his hair. I pulled his mouth to mine so he could devour me.

Pulling his hand from my boob, he gripped my hips and spun me around, pushing me up against the counter.

“I believe I made you a promise earlier. “His voice deep shot straight to my core as began unbuttoning my shorts.

“I believe you did.”

* * *

“Doyou want to go up and start cleaning your room?” I asked Phoenix as we sat on the living room couch. Asher was working late with Coach Coleman going through all the locker room equipment.

It was something that they did at the end of each year, so they knew exactly what equipment needed to be order for the upcoming year. It usually took hours, but once they finished, they were done until two-a-days started up in July.

He would officially be on summer break.

I knew he couldn’t wait to spend extra time with Phoenix and help plan our wedding.

Okay, the second part might not actually be true, because he would be fine with just a barbeque, but he was pretending to be interested in the details for me.

“I don’t wanna clean,” Nix whined, pouting her little lip out.

“Nix,” I sighed. “You promised your dad that you’d work on it tonight.”

“But cleaning isn’t fun.”