Chapter 49

Chapter 49

“Asher…” Thalia whispered.

His lips brushed her cheek. “I’m here.”

“About Davenport, and the fight with Drake…” she hesitated. “If your family knew you nearly killed someone because of me, would they call off our engagement?”

Asher kissed her forehead. “They won’t find out. I won’t let that happen.”

She lowered her eyes, voice small. “You shouldn’t risk everything for me.”

“Lia.” He tilted her chin up, making her meet his gaze. “You’re worth everything. You matter more to me than my own life.”

His dark eyes burned with intensity.

Thalia froze, overwhelmed by his words. She hadn’t realized how deeply he cared.

Her eyelashes fluttered with fresh tears.

She was terrified – not of him, but for him. The thought of him nearly going to prison because of her

made her heart ache.

“Why more tears?” His voice drew her back.

She pouted. “Then wipe them away.”

His thumb gently brushed her cheeks.

Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest like a small cat seeking

comfort.

Asher’s heart melted.

“You smell nice,” she murmured against him.

He chuckled. “Enjoy it then.”

“Kiss me,” she whispered.

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shoulders, looking into her eyes. “What did you

to her ears, she bit her lip. “Kiss me…”

lips met

first kiss, Thalia froze, unsure how to respond. Her heart thundered

kissed her gently.

uneven, he

his flushed face and darkened eyes.

did you stop?” she asked dazedly.

he managed, struggling for composure. “If

his meaning, her face burning.

her intently. “So

“What?”

her lips. “Here.

body tingled. She fled to her bedroom.

her retreat, Asher

day, Thalia prepared to visit

the same exclusive neighborhood in Kensington. Thalia stopped at her family home first.

there. “Where have you been staying?” her

father’s remarriage–that it had been her mother’s

Alexander gave me,” she replied. “It’s near the

“When you have time, I’d like to

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for your practice.”

opportunities, she didn’t refuse. “Next weekend would

stairs, wrapping her

her head affectionately. “Yes.”

warmly how she’d been finding life on

“I

you notice? She seems different–her attitude toward us has

softened.”

growing up, moving past childish

her dressing table. There she found a crayon drawing–a family portrait showing four happy

emotions welling up.

family: Randolph and Victoria on

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