I turned around.
I could feel his gaze on my ass. This damn bond is not helping.
I grabbed my crossbody purse and turned around.
“Ready.”
Ashton moved out of the doorframe, allowing me to walk past him.
“See you later, ladies,” he said to my roommates, and then he closed the door.
I stopped by the elevator.
He stood beside me.
“So,” I sighed.
“So…” he smirked.
I chuckled.
“Are we doing that?” I said,
“I don't know..." he paused, "Are we?” he displayed a playful smirk.
I rolled my eyes, but gave him a half-smile, something close to a pout.
“You are impossible,” I sighed when the elevator door opened.
Outside the dorm, his silver Mercedes G-class was parked. He walked towards the passenger door and opened it. “Your carriage, milady,” he joked.
“Aren´t you rege
