on her face.
“Uh, I don’t mean to interrupt, but we have a bit of a problem.” She nods her head toward the living room, where Tessa is curled up on the couch and fast asleep. “She mumbled something about the room spinning and being sleepy, then laid down and passed out.”
Fuck, okay. I rub my hands over my face as I try to think of what to do. I could have Colby take her home, and I would if he didn’t spend the last few hours flirting with her just to screw with me. I could get her home myself, but judging by the amount of alcohol she’s had, it would probably require carrying her inside. I can only imagine what her parents would do if they saw me bringing their wasted daughter home from my party. Nope. Next option.
I run through all the possible solutions in my head, but one by one they each get ruled out for one reason or another. Finally, I’m only left with one, and fuck if Colby isn’t going to be a cocky little prick about it.
“Clear everyone out of here,” I tell him, then turn to Lennon. “You, come with me.”
We go over to the couch where Tessa is curled into a ball. I bend down and carefully scoop her up before carrying her into my room and placing her on my bed. It takes a second for me to find the smallest pair of sweatpants I own and a T-shirt, but once I do, I hand them to Lennon.
“I’m going to help Colby. Help her change and come get me when you’re done.”
She nods and I leave the room so they have some privacy.
Thankfully, by the time I get back in the living room, most of the stragglers are gone, and the rest are grabbing their things and heading toward the exit. I take a garbage bag from under the sink and start cleaning up. Sure, I could wait until my housekeeper comes in the morning and leave it for her to do, but to be honest, I need something else to focus on. Otherwise, I’ll think about the fact that Tessa is currently being undressed right now in my bed—and neither my brain, nor my cock, can handle that right now.
“So, what’s the plan?” Colby asks as Lennon comes out.
I take a pillow and blanket from the linen closet and toss it onto the couch. “You’re going to take Lennon home.”
“And Tessa?”
“She’s staying right where she is.”
It requires every ounce of strength I have not to react to the teasing look on Colby’s face, but I manage to pull it off. I walk them both to the elevator and promise Lennon I’ll have Tessa call her in the morning while Colby calls his driver to tell him they’re on their way down. Then, when they’re finally gone, I quietly make my way into my bedroom.
Tessa is dressed in my clothes, making her look even smaller than she normally does. Her hair is covering her face as she snuggles into the pillow. I gently brush it out of the way and cover her with a blanket. Once I’ve convinced myself she’s comfortable, I glance at her one last time and turn off the light.
“Goodnight, beautiful.”
9
TESSA
Lifting me, Asher places my ass on top of his desk and spreads my legs open to stand between them. His hand slides up the inside of my thigh slowly, teasing me with every inch. Each touch is like fire, and the wait for him to reach where I want is fucking excruciating. I throw my head back and moan.
“Tessa,” he whispers with the softest pressure against my clit.
“Fuck, Asher,” I breathe.
He clears his throat and says my name again. “Tess.”
My eyes fly open, and I instantly wish the whole damn world could just swallow me whole. Standing in front of me is no other than Asher himself, and judging by the look on his face, he knows exactly what I was just dreaming about.
“I, uh, made breakfast,” he tells me, then turns around and walks out—leaving me to deal with the embarrassment.
As I sit up, I realize that I’m dressed in Asher’s clothes, the dress I wore last night is folded neatly on the chair, along with my shoes and my purse. What the hell happened? I go over and dig a hair tie out of my bag. Then, once I tie my hair back and fix my makeup, I venture out of the bedroom.
The second I