9- Wrong Person

Ashley’s pov

“Ashley? Sweetheart? You are crying? What happened?” Concern was dripping from his voice, and it was making me cry even more.

“Shh…” Still kneeling on the floor, he lifted his hand and gently wiped my cheeks with his thumb, “Can you be alone for a few minutes? I will just be back in a jiff.” He snapped his

fingers. I managed to nod at him.

Without realizing what he was doing, he gave me a quick kiss on my forehead and went out leaving the door slightly ajar.

I started wiping the tears with the back of my hand. It was stupid of me to cry like this when Justin was not at fault here. Maybe I needed to blame this time of the month for making me

extra sensitive.

Waiting for him patiently I started tapping my foot on the floor when I heard him walking to the bathroom, “Ashley?”

Such a gentleman. He was again asking for my permission. This time I did respond to him.

“Yes.”

He entered with his gaze lowered down and extended his hand to hand over a brown envelope. Not understanding I looked at him and then at the brown bag.

Before I could ask him, he nodded at me, encouraging me to take the pack. The subtle smile on his lips was making the cleft beside his lips more visible.

“Just call me when you are done. I am not leaving you here.” He handed over the pack and turned his back to me. I fished inside the bag to find disposable panties, tampons, and pads.

Ah! Bless you, Justin. I thanked his broad back, silently.

After getting done with the job I washed my hands. Once, he heard the water running in the basin, he turned towards me.

He looked up and the moment he saw me his face lit up.

No. How was that possible? Come on, Ashley Walters!

Don’t go over there. He is out of your league!

“All set!” He came closer and very gently shifted back a hair strand off my forehead. With that, he bent down and without warning scooped me up as if I weigh nothing.

“Justin… I… I am perfectly fine. Trust me!” He turned a deaf ear to my requests and placed me gently on the bed.

“Here… Take this.” He turned and gave me another brown bag. This was larger and quite heavy.

“What is this, Justin?” I peeked inside and then looked up not understanding. There were juice bottles and some crazy snacking stuff.

“Just in case you want to kill some time. I brought these.” He shrugged and placed a pillow

behind my back, “You just rest and enjoy the snacks. Do let me know if you need anything else I had no idea what you liked so I picked up chocolates and candies and some biscuits…” He sat beside me on the mattress… closer to me, “Chips…”

Like really close…

“So, what else…” I did not let him finish,

“Doritos!” I said loudly in excitement. He turned his head and cocked up a brow.

“Really? Doritos?”

packs. I just love them. Especially those spicy ones! Yum!” I closed my

get lots of them within

not allowed to switch

I could do some snacking while watching it. He must have sensed my smile

know telepathy. How could he tell every time that I was

come up with a

sick!” His amber–colored eyes were

did not say anything and kept staring at my face. That little thing in my chest that was supposed to provide oxygen to my

for some reason, I could

Stop it!” He said a little loudly but there was

“Sorry. What?”

Shoes?” He tucked my stray hair behind my ear, “Just make a mental note of whatever you want.

attention. I was not allowed to go

“No! I can’t!”

looking at me. I did not know why

rest. Enjoy your snacks.” He stood up ruffling my

leaving? So soon?

yourself, Ash. The man must have a job. He is not like you were offered ten million for keeping his ass glued to

stood up picking up

going?” He asked me when

do here. So, if in case I will

kept standing there like he was trying to decide

you planning to go

my

about you

I just said I am

So don’t worry about being caught. Even

He was in no way some assistant to the Deluca

distant cousin of my

it do if I chose to stay in

decided to take

I can help you.” The happiness on his face was a telltale sign

pick up my snack bag. Once I stepped outside, a shiver ran through me reminding me of what happened last time when I

arm around me, “I am right beside you, kitten.”

***

Sarah pov:

trying to hold her yawn. She was not the only one who was

never a problem for us. However, right

ones that were available were already

back to our hotel? I am getting tired now.” Shella

back they were ready to sacrifice their lives

suspected that their complaints were making

might take your call.” Pursing my lips into a thin line, I gazed

ringing again. He was not receiving

threw my phone on the empty seat beside

my phone.” When I gave Shella, my signature I–don’t-

are trying to contact him. He might receive the call from an unknown number.” The bitch of

would be there in her

number once you are done with the call. Now

this made

not trust anyone when my fiancé was

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