"Why are you asking for my permission to do something you already want to do?"Ashton countered, his eyes studying me carefully.

I leaned my head against his neck, avoiding his gaze as my fingers absentmindedly toyed with the buttons on his shirt."Because I don't want you to overthink it. I don't want you to be upset."

His lips pressed gently against my forehead, the warmth of the simple gesture spreading through me."So, you're worried about how I'll feel?" ...