Micheal's POV
I held Ashley’s hands in mine, “Let's get out of here.” She nodded with a smile on her face. The cold night air hit her skin as I pulled her away from the crowd, my hand firm around hers. The sound of the gala faded behind us as we walked through the grand door.
The valvet was already waiting with the car, a sleek black sedan that seemed to mirror the dark. I opened the door for her, my eyes looking towards her for a moment. She slid into the passenger seat and I climbed in beside her. Ever since I saw her in that black dress, I couldn't take my eyes off her. I could hardly focus at the event.
“Ashley” I murmured, leaning forward to rest my head on hers, I traced her lips with my fingers and at that moment she found it difficult to breathe.
“Uncle Miche…”
I shut her up
