+Chapter 29+

Caspian was certain his heart flew out of his chest then, he was pinned against the arm of the couch, Asher mere inches away from him.

He didn't know how to answer to that, unsure where his gaze should be on. Asher's body just as distracting as his eyes and that really handsome face.

He couldn't give an answer because he hoped that Asher wouldn't make a move, but he was bought for that, so it was kind of a conundrum.

Asher just chuckled and put some distance between them again, "What do you like to watch?"

Caspian's response caught in his throat, it was such a basic question, or at least it should be but he had a difficult time answering because he hadn't really watched much of anything since his parents died.

It wasn't that he didn't want to but that he didn't exactly freely get access to a television.

"Detective shows." He gave a generic answer, not realizing how that would sound.