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As if she could feel my gaze on her back, she brought her head up from her dinner and winked at me. She placed her free hand on my thigh, only slightly squeezing it. Oh my god. She was touching me. Ashleigh was touching me!
A sudden voice broke our moment. "Yo, stop all the lovey dovey crap!"
I forced my eyes back up as I was met with a furious Aspen. His usual light eyes were completely blackened as he grabbed Ashleigh by her collar.
I jumped up as I placed my hand on his chest, not liking one bit how he threatened my mate. I didn't care he and his sister had their own ruffles every now and then, but this seemed more than just a spat.
"Hey, careful," I warned him, but he wasn't paying any attention to me. And as it turned out, Ashleigh didn't need my protection. She yanked herself
