Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-48. Flowers

[Xanthea]

Asher remained silent, contemplating me as though he were drinking in every minor detail of my face.

His gaze turned stoic as they skimmed over the flowers.

"Let's just say... I've found a new hobby," he said.

I tried to read his eyes, his face, but failed. Except for the soft warmth in his eyes, I couldn't get a glimpse of his soul or his thoughts whatsoever. "Hobby of collecting flowers from the earthly realm?" I asked.

Asher looked at me with a faint smile and gave a curt nod.

"Hobby of collecting flowers from 'your' realm," his voice was just as caressing as the breeze flowing around us.

I couldn't tell if my heart skipped a beat at the way he said those words or at the way he held my gaze and I felt lost and found at the same time. "Oh!" I briskly averted my gaze as soon as I realized he had somehow seized my breaths and stolen words right off my lips.

With a quick gulp, I cleared my throat.

"Makes sense," I smiled awkwardly. "Umm. There... there are many other beautiful flowers in my realm."

I was breathing, but there was a pleasant suffocation in my chest, something that made me breathless, as if I had just run a hundred miles.

"Is that so?" he peered at me.

Gathering whatever courage I could amidst my pounding heart and heating cheeks, I looked into his gray eyes. But that was a wrong decision, a very wrong decision. Asher stepped closer to me.

"I wanna know the names of all the flowers you like. Every single one of them."

With a gentle touch, he delicately scooped a few strands of my hair, cradling them between his fingers.

The intensity of his gaze was far beyond my endurance. My chest heaved faster as I turned around and nervously ran my eyes over the flowerpots.

I could feel his body heat on my back, and I knew he was standing closer.

"Umm. Well. There are many... umm... roses, tulips, peonies, lavender, daisies, carnations, dahlia. There must be thousands of them and each with hundreds of varieties," I said in one long, cold breath. "My house would be too small to collect them all, right?"

I looked at him.

"Well... you can collect the flowers that mean something to you. Which you think might add value, beauty and positive energy to your house," I said.

He looked in deep thought as he glanced at the flowerpots.

you choose these two flowers because they added something to your life?"

faltered and faded away as I felt a little more comfortable

presence in

a prolonged

you been alone?"

said with a

flowers were the companions of your

my head and looked at him as he

companions of

on me as I took

And I found peace in books. I received unadulterated love from the

your garden," Asher said. "I'll put them back. They aren't happy to be with

and kneeled in front of the

think so," I said. "They just need to be placed somewhere where they can get more light." I pointed towards the other picture window on the other side of the room. "They'll be super

home? I wish to feel their companionship as well," he said in his deep voice, maintaining the softness in

all around me. Entangled with the curtains, I panicked, trying to find my way out of them when I felt Asher's firm grip on my frantic wrist from over the curtain. "Stay still," he said. As he tried to free me from the curtains,

the

hand wrapped around my head just in time, preventing

me and helped

I stared at him blankly as

said, cradling the

away a few seconds later, but I had to turn my head towards the

what he just said, he got up from me, and then helped me

off the soil that had

as they grazed past my nipples. I took a silent gasp, shutting my eyes when he withdrew his hand from me.

placed them at the spot where I thought they'd

slid the pot of

him how to take care of those plants and he literally

by now and then to check

words as

tucked them behind my ear. A

my hair, confused. My eyes followed him as he got

palm before me. Taking his hand, I got

be your

"My?"

nodded, tilting his

my mother adored them. They were her favorite flowers," I said, smiling at the

'your' favorite flowers,

them too," I said. "Uh... what's your favorite flower?" I asked,