Chapter 22: Interruptions
“Asher, you cannot keep avoiding me on an island smaller than most college campuses.” Eva’s high voice cut through the din of the bar.
The gorgeous dark-haired, green-eyed surfer sighed with his whole body, his shoulders dropping.
“Eva, I haven’t been avoiding you.” Asher’s strained voice made Seeley want to take his hand and leave the bar.
The copper-haired diver wanted to take him back to her hotel room and make slow, sweet love under the sheets, while time passed by. But this is what their whole charade ‘fake relationship’ was about, getting her to want him again. And for him to get closure.
And it was working.
This was all inevitable, so why did it feel like someone was twisting a knife into Seeley’s warm, soft, swollen heart?
“Asher, can…can we please just talk for a moment?” The blonde asked, soft like Seeley had never heard it before.