Page 65 of Dirty Deadly & Mine
But I don’t feel it when Asher’s around. I’m so worried I’m using him without realising it.
Surely if that’s the case it would be just sex, right? Not wondering what he’s doing right now? If he’s having fun, and if there are any girls around that are catching his eye.
Girls his own age.
Trying to stop my spiral, I shave my legs and wash my hair, and when I’m about to rinse the conditioner out, a noise somewhere in my house has me stilling and straining to hear.
It could be Asher returning, although the uni parties tend to run until the early hours of the morning, so I kind of wasn’t expecting him home for a few hours yet.
My mind flicks to the photographs that someone has been leaving me, and then to the text messages and the fact I know that person has been following me…
Shit. Is today the day my stalker makes their move?
Not wanting to alert whoever it is that I know they’re in my house, I leave the water running and quietly step out of the shower, droplets of water running down my skin.
Tiptoeing over to the vanity, I open the cupboard, reaching in under the bench, and find the gun I have hidden.
Slipping it free, I quickly check the chamber and clip before creeping to the door and listening for movement.
That’s when I hear it.
Movement just on the other side of the door.
My heart thrashes in my chest, and I force myself to remaincalm, trying to get into the Crimson Angel’s headspace instead of Lily the hairdresser.
You’ve got this.I tell myself in the world’s shortest pep talk, readying my stance.
In a quick move, I pull open the door, leap into my room and slam the intruder against the wall, shoving my gun under his chin.
“I’m so turned on right now.”
Oh my God!
“Asher! Shit!” I hiss, dropping the gun to my side and taking a step back. “I could have killed you!”
His wide eyes are filled with amusement before they drop down my wet, naked body, checking me out.
“It would’ve been worth it just to see you go all G.I. Jane on me.” He chuckles. “I didn’t know you could do that. Since when do you have a gun?”
I scoff at him for making light of the situation. I really could’ve killed him.
“I’ve been taking some self-defence classes, and I got the gun when Alex left, just in case he wanted to come back, so I’d have something to shoot him with.”
Throwing his head back, Asher laughs, but when his eyes return to mine, a frown tugs at his brows.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” He reaches out, and before I can step away, his hands are cupping each side of my face as his gaze dances between mine.
“Nothing’s wrong,” I rush out, but he’s already shaking his head.
“Don’t lie to me. You’ve been crying.”
I gulp as emotion clogs my throat, and I try to shake my head, but it’s hard with the way he’s holding it.
“Lily. Your eyes are red, so unless you’ve been smoking weed, I’m pretty sure you’ve been crying.” He steps even closer, and as if I wasn’t already struggling to keep my distance from this man, he has to go and be all kind and notice. “Has something happened?”
I shake my head again, swallowing thickly again and prepare to lie.
“It’s nothing. Just a mum missing her boys.”
