After the Maserati pulled away, Ashton closed his eyes to feel her in his arms at last. It had been four long years since he last held her. Unconsciously, he embedded his face in her neck, inhaling her sweet addictive smell, feeling her soft skin against his features. He didn’t want this embrace to end. He could spend his life holding her this way!
Maybe he was doomed to not get what he wanted! His life had turned upside down since the day she left for Cornell. At first, he had been too upset that she moved near Jason, but he tried to reason with himself that it was for the best. His heart couldn’t accept it and it had been an intense mental struggle for him to stay away from her, but not anymore. After Kingsley’s threat, he couldn’t ignore her any longer. She was his and he would fight
