When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

As he spoke, he pulled me against his chest and pressed another kiss to my lips.

I pushed him away and said, giggling, “You know, if you ever have to stop working, you could always become a model to support Summer and me. After all, you certainly have the looks for it!”

His lips curled into a smile that looked a little sinister. “Was that supposed to be a compliment?”

I shrugged, nonplussed. “You can think of it as one?”

He wriggled closer to me, his voice sounding even deeper now. “Well, since you think that way, I think you can find out how this male model performs for yourself. What do you think, hmm?”

I froze for a second. Before I could react, he had already pinned me under him again…

…

I finally woke up at seven in the evening. Dusk had already fallen outside. I took a shower and came back outside, and Ashton helped me to dry my hair. After that, he handed me a particularly thick piece of clothing and told me to put it on.

Seeing the reluctance on my face, he said, “It’s autumn. It gets very cold at night around here, and you might catch a cold if you don’t dress warmly. Put this on!”

I grunted in reply, too lazy to continue arguing with him.

a thin, figure-hugging dress. She looked at Ashton

looked at

I didn’t want to bother you, but it’s my first time here, and I’m not

as though she genuinely didn’t want

frowned slightly and replied, “Next time, just give me a call immediately. That will be alright with me. Also, you’re wearing too few clothes for an autumn evening—go back and put on a coat. It’s

aggravatingly gentle tone, “It’s alright. I’m not that cold!” Even as she said that she wrapped

this, he knitted his brows together and said again, “It’s even colder outside than in here! You’re going to get sick if

a hint of adoration in his tone. It wasn’t something he could help—he tried to sound stern and firm in his words, but his heart was still weak

him with her puppy-dog eyes, looking a little pathetic. After a short pause, she replied, “I only brought along a windbreaker when I came. Joe said the climate here is very nice, and that I wouldn’t have to bring any thick clothing. I accidentally dirtied that windbreaker

with his eyes that I should go fetch her a coat. I sighed and returned to a room, emerging with a random coat in my hand. Shoving it into Ashton’s hands, I said coldly,

be a little exasperated at Rebecca. She was milking this

should be more generous to her, but my heart burned with a fit of secret

and put on an obsequious expression. “Thank

kept calling Ashton by that infuriating nickname, ‘Ash’, but when

dispel the unhappiness in me, I snapped, “It’s

that, I ignored them and walked straight

over and took my hand immediately. “I knew