REED
I stared at Asher's message for a full minute before my brain processed what I was reading.
I miss you. My body yearns for you. I want you to fuck me and make me forget everything your father said about us. Make me have hope that you wouldn't leave. So please, just for today, make love to me. Not sex. Not the rough type. But the gentle type. I want to really feel you. I want your emotions to flow through me as we make love.
My thumb hovered over the screen. This was the last thing I'd expected after the way Asher had walked out of my room last night—after I'd told him about my father's ultimatum and watched something die in his eyes—I'd assumed he'd never want to see me again and I wouldn't have blamed him.
How could I? I'd basically told him I had to choose between him and my entire future. That my father would destroy him if I didn't break the bond.
What was Asher supposed to do with that information except protect himself?
My fingers moved before my brain caught up.
