Chapter 11The next morning, I awoke bright and early next to Asher in his bed. I couldn’t remember him coming home after the bar closed or walking up the stairs, so he must have carried me. I wished he’d woken me up so I could have kissed him good night.
A quick glance at the time told me I had to get up if I was going to have time to execute my plan before lunch. I was reluctant to leave the warm bed and the sleeping man next to me—he was f*****g adorable with sleep creases all over his face—but I had no choice.
Carefully, I brushed an errant strand of hair off his forehead and kissed his cheek. Lingering for as long as I possibly could. He hummed in his sleep, and I groaned internally. He wasn’t making it easy for me to get up.
After a last kiss on his cheek, I jumped out of bed and w
