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

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?”

looked away, without the slightest embarrassment of being caught looking at him in his sleep. “You get more sleep.

box of fruits that John brought earlier was still in the yard and it was too big for me to move it

might as well just fill the fruits in a plate and brought some in. John was right. They were all fruits from R Province. The

a kid, I always liked to eat that with chili. It tasted

lot. Macy had always said that she craved for them, so I washed some and packed them

she was still in hospital, I would send

top of the stairs, I turned around to look and saw it was

 still early and there was

about him. Sure

my mobile phone and

and his voice was raspy. “Cats tend to be irritable and cranky when they are feeling unsettled. Humans are the same and we haven’t

of suppressed desire, “Shall we go

I said nothing

might be; he would become a horny ba*tard whenever he

silence was consent, he held back no more. His hands moved around my waist and explored, sliding up

this is the living room!” If he continued and if

he 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.

not surprised,

and seductive as he caught my hands and our fingers

We did not speak.

an hour, I lay limp in his arms. He washed me and dressed me

me into the living room and placed me on the sofa before going

 have finally had a good understanding of the saying – A

was in the bathroom, I answered the call, feeling quite tired.

that