Wide-eyed and breathless, I stared at Asher.
He couldn’t have meant what he said. He really wanted to be the father of my baby? How? He didn’t even like me!
No, there had to be another explanation.
“W-what does that mean?” I asked, shaken.
“I made a promise to Dylan to take care of you,” Asher said. “This is me keeping that promise.”
My thoughts were trapped inside a fog of surprise and confusion. I could barely process what he was offering.
I was incredibly grateful to him for being willing to step up in my time of need, but… this felt like too much. We barely knew each other.
I didn’t know how to say that, so I just stood there, gaping at him.
“I can be the child’s godfather,” Asher continued, shrugging slightly. “You’ll need help, since you’re still just a kid yourself.”
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