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.

out of the room, I found Rebecca standing at the door in a thin, figure-hugging dress. She looked at Ashton with a rather pitiful

looked at her.

but it’s my first time here, and I’m not familiar with the area. Joe told me not

and gentle, and she sounded as though she genuinely didn’t want to

slightly and replied, “Next time, just give me a call immediately.

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

that he was too compassionate. Seeing this, he knitted his brows together and said again, “It’s even colder outside than in here! You’re going to get sick if you don’t put on

even detect a hint of adoration in his tone. It wasn’t something he could help—he tried to

is very nice, and that I wouldn’t have to bring any thick clothing. I accidentally dirtied that windbreaker just now, so I washed it and put it out to dry. It’s still a little wet, and I don’t think I

should go fetch her a coat. I sighed and returned to

but be a little exasperated at Rebecca. She was milking this for all it was worth, and worse still, Ashton was

but my heart burned with a fit

on an obsequious

on her part. She kept calling Ashton by that infuriating nickname, ‘Ash’, but when it was my turn to be addressed, she insisted on calling me by

to dispel the unhappiness in me, I

ignored them and walked straight into the

and took my hand immediately. “I knew all of you were still in the hotel, so I suggested to Armond that we come here