Page 61 of Forgotten Prejudice

Bullshit.

“Is that so?”

“Y-Yeah.”

Learn how to fucking lie, Ash.

“So, who’s that?” he asked, and I didn’t realize what he meant until the girl nudged my arm.

“Oh, shit.” I chuckled because, once again, I totally forgot about her. “That’s—”

“I’m Candace.”

So that’s her name!

“Are you two together?” Ash’s eyes focused on me after I let out a loud snort.

“Fuck no, we just met thirty minutes ago.”

“Way to make me look like a hoe, asshole,” Candace whined, then walked further into the kitchen and looked around. “Didn’t we say we’d drink something?”

“Sure, I can make you coffee? Tea?”

She laughed, moved closer, and began tracing her fingers over my chest and neck. “I had something stronger in mind.”

I noticed Ash looking aside a second before I grabbed her wrist and gently removed her hands from me. “I don’t drink, sweetheart.”

“Seriously?” Her brows curved.

“Yeah, not since my last rehab, that is.” I smiled at her surprised face.

“You’re an addict?”

“Aren’t you full of questions.” I pinched her cheek.

Her lips curved up, and she narrowed her eyes. “Ha-ha. Are you going to take me to your room or what?” She glanced over her shoulder at Ash. “You can join, too, handsome; we won’t tell your girlfriend.”

Ash laughed awkwardly and looked away. God, he was so fucking adorable with how his cheeks turned red and his inability to hold my stare. Was he the same in bed? Was he this innocent and sweet even when getting fucked? Shit. Now, I was getting hard.

But as hot as the thought about Ash joining us was, Candace’s suggestion obviously made him uncomfortable.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll be more than enough,” I said while adjusting myself.

“Good,” she purred, her eyes darting to my crotch. She probably thought it was because of her, and I didn’t bother correcting her.

“You’re staying the night?” I asked Ash before going upstairs with Candace.

Still not looking me in the eyes, Ash bent down to hug Pacha. “Yeah, I will.”

“Okay.”

I then walked upstairs, thinking how un-fucking-fair life was because instead of staying with Ash and finding out why he was here to begin with, I needed to leave him for some random girl I’d just met. But I could only blame myself and my dick for making stupid decisions. And even though I couldn’t care less about whatever her name was, I had no intention of sending her away. It would be too fucking insulting for her. I guessed I’d have to wait until tomorrow to find out what brought Ash here tonight.

Kai

When I got up from my bed, I was ninety-nine percent sure Ash had already left. But when I heard his voice carrying through the halls as I walked downstairs, a bolt of joy shot through me. Ready to see him, I felt like a kid on Christmas morning who couldn’t hold back his excitement. I still had no idea why Ash had come here and even spent the night, but one could only hope he’d finally broken up with his boyfriend.

“Good morning,” I told Ash as I walked into the kitchen, forcing myself not to smile like an idiot at the mere sight of him. Tall, fit, with dreamy green eyes, pouty lips, and a face I would love to come all over, Ashy looked like a dream. He was sitting by the dining table with his dog, Pacha, in front of him. From the treats on the table, I guessed he was trying to teach him some commands.