More Than A Favor

Chapter 35

Logan had massaged my foot not too long ago. I’d felt touched then, but nothing like this. Maybe it was just different technique.

As Ashton finished up, I heard Chloe yelling outside, “Listen up everybody! Anyone who messes with my people better watch out! I won’t let it slide!”

“What’s happening?” I asked quietly.

Ashton lifted my foot off his knee and propped it on another bench. Standing up, his face looked flushed. I figured he was hot until he said, “Try not to wear dresses around here anymore.”

I glanced down at my sapphire blue silk dress. It hugged my curves and had a high slit that, in my current position, had ridden up pretty high on my thighs.

He must’ve gotten an eyeful while working on my ankle.

I felt my face heat up but refused to lose my cool. Playing it casual, I asked, “What’s wrong? Does my dress make you uncomfortable?”

Ashton’s Adam’s apple jumped twice before he practically bolted from the courtyard. Chloe’s shouting stopped moments later.

Curious, I hobbled to the door and saw Ashton’s back facing me, squaring off with Synthia.

none other

the police and you’ll face charges,” Ashton said, pointing at an oil slick on the ground – right where I’d

me? You see me do it?” Synthia

jumped in, “Someone saw you pour it there.”

Ashton these puppy–dog eyes, but her words were pure venom. “She’s seducing you…”

Classic move,

I figured I should step

arm. Flashing Synthia a sweet smile, I said, “Thanks for this

drained from

muscles. “Come on, let’s go cut that watermelon.”

syrupy sweet – gave myself goosebumps. I’d never talked like that, not

I knew, he’d scooped me up again, lifting me like

her, it’s into the house. When it was you, it was straight out the

trip me had totally backfired. Three against one, and all she got for her trouble was wasted cooking oil.

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