Hope
Then his lips twitch like he's trying not to laugh.
His eyes soften as they study mine.
"You got me right there, Sunshine. There's very little I wouldn't do for you." He pulls on my my chair, bringing my face close to his once more.
Asher is easy to love. He makes me feel safe. He laughs at my jokes easily. He's soft, gentle, kind.
Thankfully he didn't take my request to me a joke
His hand cups my cheek, and my eyes open just long enough to catch a hungry glimpse of his mouth his lips parted and two white fangs peeks out.
Then we're kissing. I want to crawl into his lap. I think I might have actually tried, but his hand tightens on my waist, holding me still.
"Mating with a hybrid... Are you sure you're up to this, Sunshine? It's best that—"
"Please..." I plead. Fuck my pride. I don't want to hear any lecture or reasons or whatever mating with a hybrid is.
