“ I’m so sorry!” Bianca squeaked out, looking like a deer caught in headlights. “ I honestly didn’t know this was real.” She said, gesturing between Emma and Asher.
Asher held a stoic face while Jason seemed distressed.
“ Hi Ash,” The lady greeted with a smile and Emma couldn’t help but notice how perfect she seemed.
It was hard not to when she had everything in the right places. Slim and slender legs, check. Symmetrical face, check. Curvy in all the right places, check. Glass skin, check. Dimples that added to an already breath-taking smile, check. God sure took his time creating her.
Emma seemed out of sorts, unsure of how to relate to this new and beautiful woman. The fondness in her voice when she spoke to Asher told her that she wasn’t an ordinary person. Not an outsider. At least not to the Braxton Family.
Asher cleared his throat, then held her by the waist. “ Rebecca, meet my wife, Emma.” His grip tightened, “ Emma, Rebecca.”