Ashley
I didn't understand how to answer his complicated yet simple question. I started playing with my fingers and glanced at his pale face. His gaze pierced right through me. The sunlight fell on his handsome face and hair making him look so divine, ethereal and demanding.
He shrunk his brows and said my name, " Ashley?" He said, his gaze searching for mine.
I shook my head to gather my thoughts and responded, "You had a high fever last night, so I had to stay to take care of you."
I was so nervous and anxious. I began to twist my fingers so hard that I felt pain in my hand. This was so awkward and weird. I hadn't been in his room since I had left his house. He found his ex-wife in his room the next morning when he was too drunk to remember anything. Would he think I took advantage
