C63 Aching heart

WRITER'S POV

Scarlett regained herself, her eyes swinging open. Asher was smirking. Nervously, she hastily drew backwards only to miss her footing. He stretched swiftly and grabbed her wrist followed by the quick movement of circling his arms around her waist and pulling her close.

She gasped and her eyes locked with his own. Her chest grew tight. She missed him