Asher’s pov.
“Now that you have me, Amanda,” I leaned forward a little so our faces were merely inches apart.
This close, I could see every inch of her face, every curve, every indent, and every freckle on her lovely skin, I could see the flush that colored on her cheek and the slight dilation of her pupils. And I could smell her, everywhere, of flowers and the natural scent she emitted which drove me crazy. I decided right that I loved her scent. I wouldn’t be too sad if I had to spend the rest of my life with my nose buried in the crook of her neck.
These are not thoughts I should be having.
Almost as though she could sense the thoughts running through my mind, her lips parted a little and that drew my attention to them– plump, full and and set perfectly on her face, I longed to pre
