His eyes narrowed, for a moment, he looked disoriented and shocked.
A grey shirt hung on her thighs, her red hair curled up messily over her head.
Her feet were completely bare, trying to cross over each other as if she was trying to cover her nakedness.
His gaze slid from her hair to her neck, which seemed longer with her hair pulled up. But in a good way.
Then to her… He could see the roundness of her breasts through the thin layer of shirt.
Her n*****s were obviously hard, and the shirt made it easy to see how hard they were.
They poked at her shirt, and Asher couldn’t look away.
He swallowed hard as his breathing hitched.
Her eyes, drowsy with sleep, snapped open.
Her sluggish body was now fully awake.
She looked like she’d been electrocuted, standing still.
Her hu
