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breath. “No matter what, I got you. If it does, we’ll be fine. We’ll always be fine.”

Her eyes meet mine in surprise. “What does that mean?”

“I got you,” I say simply.

“Are you saying you want a baby with me?”

Shit. Is that what I just said? I slowly shrug, realizing the answer. “I don’t think I’d want to make one with anyone but you.”

She pulls in a shuddery sigh. “Really?”

“Yeah. My future has you in it, Ally. Like this. Us.”

She cries out, and it’s not a sound of sadness. It’s happiness, and that wrecks my heart. She presses her lips to mine, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her so close, hoping to become one with her. I have never felt like this. I almost feel new. It’s insane, because the one person for whom I’ve kept my feelings locked up is the one person I want forever with. My future is her, and I know this. So why is it hard for me to open up and just give her my heart? How can I know this, how can I feel it, yet I don’t know how to tell her how I feel? All these feelings are rushing through me. I feel them everywhere, but I can’t say the words.

Thankfully, she hasn’t said them. Though I know she loves me.

I can feel it.

All over.

When she pulls back, she cups my cheek, and her eyes are drowning in tears. She clears her throat, her eyes so bright even through the tears. “I love you, Asher Brooks.”

I never thought those words could rattle me so much.

Oh. Fuck.

She waits.

I wait.

Nothing.

“Did you hear me?” She laughs, tears spilling from her eyes, and I probably look like a deer in headlights. “I love you, Asher. I love you so much. I always have.”

I hear her, completely, and if I weren’t scared out of my mind, I would enjoy those three words—hell, all these words—but I’m just staring at her. I can’t answer. My lips stay pressed together, and slowly, I watch her face change from the happiness she’s shown all night to an expression of pure anger. She steps out of my embrace and I try to bring her back, but she strikes those hips that I love so hard.

Oh, so I can love her hips, but I can’t love her? Or do I love her?

Fucking say something, Asher!

“Thanks?”

Her eyes widen, and so do mine. Really? That’s what I say?

What the fuck is wrong with me?

She doesn’t have to say anything more; her body says it all. I know I’ve fucked up royally.

Like my sisters warned, this is about to blow up in my face.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Ally

Surely. Surely, I’m dreaming.

This whole night had to be a dream.

It was honestly too perfect. The dress, the shoes, the fuzzy coat, and the unbelievable sex. Oh, and the main part—the fucking ring! It didn’t happen; I dreamed this. All of it. Even my best friend miscarrying a baby she didn’t know about… I have to have dreamed it. Asher stands before me, fear on his face, in nothing but a pair of tight-ass boxers that hug those thighs and show off that massive cock. I can feel the heat coming off his body, see the flush running up his chest and neck.

I pinch my hips, hard. Through the thin shirt I’m wearing, my nails cut into my skin, and it hurts like hell.

This is real.

He really just said Thanks.

What. The. Fuck.

I cover my face, squeezing my brows between my thumb and forefingers. “Are you fucking serious?”

“Ally—”

“What the hell are you doing to me?” I yell, dropping my hands to look at him. “Really, Asher. What are you doing to me?”

“I’m sorry. I don’t know. I’m freaking the fuck out, and I don’t know—”

“Because, obviously, you like fucking with me. Is this a joke? Am I just a joke to you?”

He steps toward me, and I hold out my hand, stopping him. He looks like a wounded dog, his eyes pleading with me. “No, Ally. No. You’re not even close to a joke. I don’t know why this is so hard for me. I don’t. I want to say it, I do, but I want it to mean something.”

I’m squinting at him, literally squinting. “Seriously? What the hell did this night mean?” I ask, my voice rising. “‘Hey, you’re a great lay, here are some fuck-me-stupid shoes, a dress I can tear off you, and these diamonds. Yeah, no big deal. Let’s throw those in there so you’ll