After I shower I get ready, putting on blue jeans and an oversized navy cable knit sweater. I blow dry my hair, putting it up into a ponytail, and throw on a pair of white sneakers and go down stairs.
"Can I borrow the truck?" I ask Reed who is standing with the boys, and Reed, with a knowing look on his face, smiles slightly.
"I was about to go into town, you can ride with me." he says
I nod.
"thanks." I say and walk to the closet to grab a jacket. I pull out the jacket they gave me yesterday and put it on.
Westlan comes into the front of the house near the door.
"Is everything okay?" He asks as I zip up my coat.
"Yea" I say, lying.
While having sex with Cade it had started, the guilt I felt. Even though we'd all agreed to sharing, at least, it was an unspoken agreement. It wasn't about the contest we'd made up being shot to hell one day after, and it wasn't that sex with them wasn't good... but I felt...wrong. I felt like I'd betrayed Asher. After what Reed had said. The fire, the passion. Knowing i'd only felt that way with him. No matter what we were doing, arguing or making out. It was there.
"you sure?" Westlan asked, clearly not believing me. I nodded and forced a smile.
"Yup" I say as Reed walks in with his keys.
"ready to hit the road ?" i nod and smile again at West and then walk out with Reed.
"What do you have to go into town for?" he asks as I get in the truck with him.
"I just....need to take a walk....be alone I think." I say.
He nods, starting up the car and backing out.
"I think..." I say, picking at the zipper of the jacet, the metal teeth, scraping my fingernail over them.
"I think, you were right....earlier...about not doing this anymore.." I say.
He nods.
"I had sex with West and Cade." I say, blurting it out.
He nods.
"I'm aware."
"They told you?" I asked.
He nods. "We dont keep much from each other." he says.
"I don't think...." I say. "I dont think I want to have sex with them again."
He nods.
"Or you." I add.
He nods, and waits, I stare at him and he looks over.
"What?" he asks. "Did you want me to argue? Ariella, what you want is up to you, and nobody is going to force you or guilt you into doing otherwise." he says.
I nod. "I just...I do care about you guys....it's crazy.....but....I just...." I trail off.
"Asher won't be mad, if that's what you're worried about...well....he won't be happy....but....he knows ....we all know....how attracted all of us are to you." he says.
I nod. "What if he doesnt want me now?" I ask and look at Reed.
He smiles. "Impossible."
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I stare out the window the rest of the way into town and can't believe how quickly my mood changed from being down for this reverse harem shit, and then realizing...maybe it's not what I want.
"Meet me back here at 4?" he asks as he drops me off at the book store. I nod.
He drives off and I pull open the door to the shop.
I spend an hour or so going through the disorganized books, I find about a dozen books, pay for them at the front and ask if I can pick them up later. The lady nods and I thank her, leaving the store and walking down the street.
But my heart pounds in my ears when I see further down the street, across the road, Asher walking along side a girl I've yet to see. He nudges her playfully, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and leans down, and kisses her cheek as they walk.
I feel a lump in my throat, and my head pounds, screaming at me for how stupid I am. I walk quickly, for the next shop door, but as I'm about to pull the door it swings open knocking me on my ass.
I yelp and fall backward, and the guy walking out apologizes, helping me up.
I hear boots hitting pavement and Asher calling for me as the guy helps me up, as Asher runs across the street to me.
"You ok?" The guy asks and I nod, fighting the tears that aren't from falling on the ground.
"You sure?" he asks as Asher comes up and grabs my elbow gently.
"Hey are you okay?" he asks as I turn looking at him and his brows pinch as he sees my eyes watering.
"Are you hurt?" he places his hands on my arms gently and I shake my head.
"I'm fine" I say, and clear my throat willing my tears to stay in my eyes, willing them to go away.
The girl finally reaches us as the stranger apologizes once more and continues on.
Another redhead. I can see it under her hat, she has short hair, but it's red, red just like he likes.
"This is Jackie" Asher says as he sees my eyes on her.
"Jackie this is Ari..Ariella" he says. I nod and she smiles.
"Nice to meet you finally" she says. "You okay? You look like you hit the ground pretty hard" she says.
"Yeah , are you sure you're okay?" Asher asks, and I nod and smile.
"I'm fine, thanks...nice to meet you Jackie." I say and keep walking.
"Hey, wait.." Asher says, but I keep walking.
"Whoa, wait a second, whats wrong?" he says striding up beside me and stopping me, standing in front of me.
I look up at him.
"she's pretty" I say.
His brows furrow, but then he lets out a little laugh.
"Did you uhhh, want her number?" he asks.
I look at him. "No, I meant...she's pretty for you.." I say and then look down.
At this he lets out a laugh.
"You think..." he laughs some more, my lips go into a straight line.
"I'm not her type." he says.
"Yeah right, you're everyones type Asher" I say and hug my arms and shiver in the cold.
"Uhhhh, I mean for the fact, I have a dick." he says and I look at him and he nods.
"Yea, Jackie's gay 100%, she's back in town visiting her folks for a few days, we're just good friends........" he smirks and as I flush, embarrassed.
"You jealous princess?" he teases and grabs my coat, and pulls me to him and leans down.
"I slept with West and Cade." I blurt it out.
He pauses and pulls back slowly.
"When?" he asks.
"today. After you left." I say.
His hand releases my jacket, and he looks down the sidewalk, he looks back to me and then walks around me and away.
My heart falls, into my stomach, and out of my fucking ass it feels like.
My eyes burn as I start to walk and I make it past one shop before he's back up beside me, grabbing my arm.
"What the heck, stop walking away from me" he says as I look at him.
"Why are you crying?" he asks and lifts his hand, swiping a tear away.
"I thought you were mad. And walking away." I say.
"Well..I am mad...but...I knew it was gonna happen." he says as he nods to the sidewalk and we keep walking.
"You don't hate me?" I ask.
He laughs. "Hate you?" he stops walking, we both turn to face each other.
"I think we both know...I'm far from hating you princess" he says, grabbing my jacket again and pulling me to him.
"Do I want to share you? No. Will I? Yes. Do I want you fucking anyone besides me? No. But will I allow you to fuck the whole damn town if it makes you happy...yes." he says.
"I dont want to fuck the wh-"
He cuts me. off.
"I know you don't. But I'm saying. I won't hate you, ever. Especially not for what you do with your own body. Even if I want to rip the throats out of every guy who touches you, my brothers included." he says.
"You were right, about me wanting to control your pussy, and what you do with it, but you were also right that it's not up to me..." he says.
I look at him and reach up, grabbing his jacket and kiss him in the middle of the sidewalk.
"What if I want you to control it?" I breathe against his mouth quietly and he groans quietly, hands gripping my jacket.
"Ari.." he warns.
"Asher.." I whisper against his mouth and kiss him harder. Then both of us pull back and stare at each other.
His nostrils flare and he grabs my hand.
He pulls me down the street and I laugh as I run after him holding his hand, until we are at his truck. He opens it, lifting me into it and then getting in on his side.
I lean over as he starts the car and he leans into me to, as I kiss him, lifting my hand to his face.
"I don't want to share you either..." I say against his mouth.
"And im not willing to." I say.
He grins and pulls me over to him, onto his lap, making me straddle him in the truck, parked along the side of the road, for anyone to see, and we're sure at least a few people do as I kiss him intensely my hand gripping at his jacket , pulling his mouth to me, greedily.
"I want you so bad" I whine. and he chuckles, his hands reaching up to my jacket, unzipping it and pushing it off, then his hands slip up my sweater on my back, his hands lazily stroking my skin as I kiss his mouth, his rings gliding over my back as he lays his hands flat, rubbing my back. I can't help myself as I grind in his lap, the friction of my jeans, tight on my pussy, along with the bulge in his makes me moan.
"Asher" I moan his name against his lip, his beard against my face and I pull off his hat, and grab his hair, he groans as he bites my lower lip, the car heating as we both pant. My panting is much faster than his, the way being near him excited me, driving me insane.
"I won't fuck anyone else" I say, whining.
He smiles against my mouth. "West and Cade wont be too happy" he says grinning.
"I don't care" I say and unzip his jacket next and slide my hands over his thermal shirt, and grip that too, clawing at his clothes wishing I could rip them from him, shred them with my nails.
"It's okay to want them too." Asher says.
"I want you" I say and look him in his eyes.
"I need ..you" I say and he smiles.
"Only good girls get what they want Princess." he says.
I bite my lip and kiss his mouth and he pulls back, teasing me.
My hands clutching his shirt, I lean forward for more of his mouth.
"Please Daddy" I whisper with a little moan and he groans , and then grabs my head and crashes his mouth to mine.
As I pant as his mouth ravages my own, there's a knock on the window.
It's Reed, I can see it through the fogged windows.
Asher groans and rolls down his window and we can see people along the street watching us.
"why don't you two, uh, take the show on home, there's kids out..." he says. Asher laughs and I blush, and climb off his lap and into my seat.
Reed slaps his hand on the side of the car and walks away.
Asher rolls up his window and looks to me smirking.
"You got me in trouble" he says.
I laugh. "Take me home Daddy Asher." I say with a suggestive little grin.
He groans and puts his truck into drive, pulling out of his spot, driving a bit faster than he should, with his hand on my thigh the whole way home.