Mundo ficciónIniciar sesiónIt wasn’t the sunlight streaming through open curtains that woke me, but Beta Drake’s gruff baritone. His voice drowned out the steady thud of Asher’s heart which was right below where my head was resting.
‘Lola, are you with Asher right now?’
My spine protested angrily as I rolled off Asher’s chest, which I had been sprawled across seconds ago, and plopped down on the floor. The last thing I remembered was being wrapped in his arms, letting h





