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.

other

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

see me do it?” Synthia shot

“Someone saw you pour it there.”

puppy–dog eyes, but

Ashton? Classic move, blaming

defend me, I

the wall for support, and casually took Ashton’s arm. Flashing Synthia a sweet smile, I said, “Thanks for this little incident. Really showed me

from Synthia’s

those rock–solid muscles. “Come on, let’s

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

dark. Next thing I knew,

into the house. When it was

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

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