Jasmine's POV
Right after Asher and I were freshened up we went down stairs first for dinner because Asher thinks that I am somehow still weak and I need food which equals more energy.
No amount of my convincing worked so I was left with a mountain of food to eat by my self while he watched me with his eagle like eyes.
"All done" I beamed pushing my empty plate across the table to him.
"One more toast and you're good" he said puting a toast from his plate to mine.
"No I'm full" I whined eyeing the toast.
"It's just a peice of toast love" he said softening his voice.
I couldn't hide the smile that appeared on my face when he called me 'love'.
He knew that I liked it when he called me names like that and now he's using it to his advantage.
His eyes were teasingly staring at me.
"But I'm so full" I complained once more.
He sighed and picked up the toast.
