What Are You Waiting For?

The pair remained stationary as they continued their silent staring contest, neither willing to speak up nor breaking the heavy tension that had begun building itself between them.

"If you're not going to move, I'm going to do what I want to you, Aunt Lyssa," he whispered in a husky tone.

He held her body tightly against his own, and it made her shudder with anticipation. His warm breath tickled her neck when he spoke, sending shivers down her spine.

The way he looked at her caused her heart rate to increase, filling her chest with feelings she hadn't felt before.

Lysandra's gaze flicked down from Asher's eyes towards his mouth.

She couldn't help thinking about how soft his lips looked and what it would feel like to have them pressed against hers.