How does Asher keep getting more handsome? He’s sitting up against my headboard, making my twin-size bed look like a toddler bed. His laptop rests on his lap, but he’s snoozing away. The two of us have been connected at the hip for the past two days, and where I go, my man goes.

I smile, realizing I called him my man in my head, but it sounds so right. My daddy sounds even better.

I shouldn’t be smiling at all. I got another email a couple of minutes ago about my tuition and how I’m ...