[Asher’s POV]A gasp escaped me as my eyes flew open. What was… lifting a hand, I touched my forehead to find it covered in sweat. Sitting up, I watched as a black comforter fell down my body, revealing perfectly smooth skin."My scars..." I murmured as my memories of everything that happened up to
Ouch…"Anyway," Chloe continued, looking into the distance once again. "I’ve been observing you all morning and you’ve been acting strangely. If you don’t get it together, they’re going to grow suspicious. ""I..." I began, but stopped as Chloe got up and wiped dirt from her pants."That was all I w
Waves crashed, lapping at the dry sand ahead as sea birds flew overhead, caws escaping their open beaks. The day was perfect, a blue cloudless sky overhead and a nice spring breeze kept the air comfortable, not too hot, but not too cold. I had decided to come here on a whim, only because I knew tha
"HAIDEN!" My father roared as I slammed into the ground. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Standing, I wiped blood from my lip. "I’m fine, let's continue." This was the third time that my father had managed to get through my defenses. Ever since confessing and being rejected, that was all my mind could
Stretching, I waited outside for Antoine to change into his workout gear. Luckily, Ashton was currently not at home, which meant that we had free range of their yard to do some sparring. Though I didn’t want things to be awkward between us, I knew after my ridiculous decision that they would be. F
"You okay?" Antoine asked, realizing I had seen everything. "Maybe we should go." "Why?" I asked, drawing in a shaky breath. I wasn't about to let Ashton and Brailyn get the best of me. If they wanted to sit there and do that, then so be it. I could have a good time too. "Lets go." Wrapping my
Lifting a hand, I allowed myself to touch Antoine's face, catching him completely off guard. "Hey." I whispered as his eyes met mine. "Why do you look so appealing right now?" Why did he look so appealing and why was I suddenly feeling like I wanted him? I was in love with Ashton, not Antoine. I
Getting up, I tried to push away all thoughts of what could have possibly happened with Antoine. At the moment I needed a shower, all I could smell was stale beer and Antoine's spice and earthy scent permeating my pores. Heading towards my bathroom, I quickly turned on the shower and stepped in, all