My heart was pounding, and my head was swimming with thoughts. Not to mention spinning. Asher had kissed me… fuck… I had kissed him back… Akira was purring loudly in my mind telling me she was more than happy with the situation, while my head was battered…
I had pulled away from him breathless… terrified. Uncertain. I gently rested my head upon his forehead, my hands still resting within his soft hair. “Asher?” I whispered breathlessly, feeling incredibly anxious right now. What had we just done? Surely we had overstepped a mark that we could not undo? One that we shouldn’t have crossed…
‘Didn’t feel wrong though.’ Akira said bluntly.
