Sierra's POV
After ten minutes of sitting and being stared at, I jump up and fling my arms into the air. "Sierra, talk to us," Ross mumbles and I sigh, looking at the two men who have turned their lives upside down for me.
"Talk about what? How I turned your lives around? How I've caught the attention of a f*****g gang? Oh, wait.. Maybe we can talk about the fact that they found Austin's f*****g body and they are looking for me!" I look at them with disbelief and shake my head.
"Is that what you want to talk about? Or should I keep asking questions since you two want to talk." I stare at them with hard eyes until Asher's smirking leaves me confused. "What the hell are you smirking for?" I ask with raised eyebrows. I place my hands on my hips and wait for him to speak.
"You're f*****g hot as hell when you are mad," he says, his smirk never leaving his face. Ross laughs but shuts his mouth, giving us an amused smile. "And what the hell are you smiling for? This isn't a damn smiling type of situation!" I snap, pointing a finger at him.
"I'm starting to see it," he mumbles, laughing out loud now. "She's sexy as f**k with her little angry short self," Asher chimes in and I glare at him. "Are you serious? I will f*****g chop your balls off and feed them to you while I shove my foot up your ass," I growl and he chuckles anyways.
"Calm down Sierra. Nothing is going to happen to you. We will bring you to the station and explain everything. How he was abusing you and you fought back, gaining my attention. Austin pulled out a gun and I did the same, firing in self defense. I'll tell them that some gang approached and I grabbed you and ran, letting you seek shelter with me."
I bite my lip and sigh. "Okay, that's not a horrible plan, but what gang are you going to pin this on?" I ask and Ross clears his throat. "That's where I'll come in. I'll tell them I followed you and Austin out of the bar because I was concerned, and by the time I got out there, Austin was being beaten by a group of men covered in snake tattoos."
"Why snake tattoos?" I ask and they both chuckle, shaking their heads. "You're really f*****g innocent huh?" Ross asks and I frown. "Is that a nice way of asking if I'm clueless because if so, offense taken," I mumble, sitting back down.
"No Sierra, that's not what he meant. You're so god damn innocent that it's perfect," Asher tells me and I tilt my head, biting my lip. I want to ask more questions but the looks they are giving makes me keep my mouth shut. "Go on," I mumble and Asher smiles.
"You're innocence will make everything more believable. Just stick by us and stay calm. We will go get all of this settled right now. Okay babe?" Asher asks and I nod. "Okay." Ross clears his throat and nods towards the door. "I'll go get my truck. You two meet me by the door over here," he tells us and I nod.
Once Ross is gone, Asher walks up to me and lifts me up causing me legs to wrap around him. "I want to f**k you so bad right now. You have no idea," he growls into my ear and I whimper. "I think I do," I whisper, the wetness dripping from my opening.
"Just wait until I get you alone," he mumbles, kissing me softly. The gentle yet demanding way he kisses me leaves me moaning for more. "Stop baby," he warns against my lips and I whine in protest.
"But you're teasing me. You better f**k me so good later that I can't walk because I want you so bad Asher," I tell him and he tightens his grip on me.
"f**k me," he growls and I smirk. "Oh I will," I tell him with a wink and he chuckles. "Come on, let's go before he comes in for us," he whispers and I smile, sliding down his body. "You did that on purpose," he growls, fixing the bulge in his pants. "Maybe I did," I taunt, walking around him.
We make our way out the door to find an angry Ross. "What took so long? I was about to barge in and make sure you two weren't killing each other," he mumbles and I smile.
"That's not what you would have seen," I tell him and he scratches the back of his neck. "Enough said. Just get in the truck so we can get this over with," he mumbles, clearly embarrassed. "Way to go Sierra," Asher says with a smirk. "You made him all flustered. Nobody's ever done that," he tells me and I shrug.
"Maybe it's part of my charm," I suggest, my cheeks heating. "Great, now I'm the one embarrassed. Let's just go," I mumble, climbing into the truck next to Ross. "You need a bigger truck," I tell him and he chuckles. "This is just a work truck, hence the reason there's no backseats."
"Oh okay. So when can I see your house?" I ask then blush. That sounded innocent in my mind. "Sorry, that sounded weird," I tell him and Asher growls besides me. "Calm down. We all know I'm yours," I whisper to him and he smirks. "Good because I don't like to share," he growls and I roll my eyes.