When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 175

Chapter 175 

With a sigh of relief, I lay down and got ready to sleep.

The next morning.

I woke up earlier than usual.

Ashton had not woken up yet and he was sleeping very soundly. Even then, his sleeping posture was very pleasant to the eyes. His neat and short black hair revealing his classic facial features which were well-defined.

It was the first time that I looked at his face so carefully.

His eyelashes were very long, his lips were tightly closed and the corners of his lips were turned down slightly!

This facial expression was an indication of constant alertness.

It had been said that people who slept with this posture were persistent and insistent on getting their way.

Indeed, Ashton fitted that description.

He had a broad chest, wide shoulders, and a narrow waist. Additionally, his legs were well-proportioned and slender!

His level of alertness was extremely high even when he was sound asleep.

He opened his pitch-black eyes suddenly with not the slightest bit of sleepiness and staring straight at me.

As our eyes met, I was taken aback for a moment but quickly returned to normalcy.

After a while, his tense body relaxed. His eyes narrowed and he stretched out his hand. “Come here?”

at him in

Eriksen must have gotten up early and gone to the market. The box of fruits that John brought earlier was still in the yard and it was too big for me to move

just fill the fruits in a plate and brought some in. John was right. They were all

great too. When I was a kid, I always

always said that she craved for them, so I washed some and packed them for her.

she was still in hospital, I would send

some movement from the top of the stairs, I turned around to look and saw it was Ashton in grey pajamas.

 early and there was nothing for him

was a compelling air about him. Sure enough, he looked at me for a long time and said softly;

down my mobile phone and told him plainly, “Later, I shall be going

to be irritable and cranky when

voice was full of suppressed desire, “Shall we go to the

I said nothing

matter how proper and well-dressed a man might be; he would become a horny ba*tard whenever he

back no more. His hands moved

and if Mrs. Eriksen came home, we would be so

spoke, he had already picked me up and stepped into the bathroom. Then, he turned on the shower before putting me on the edge of the bath. He put his arms around my waist as he lowered his head onto

not

he caught my hands and

We did not speak.

rolling in the tub for nearly an hour, I lay limp in his arms. He

me

 good understanding of the saying – A hungry

times. While Ashton was in the

tone of his voice, I realized that he

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