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The scene caught me off guard, instantly sobering me up. It was awkward, to say the least–a woman
stuck between two men.
I had to make a decision to break the tension, and one thing was clear: I could never be with Miles. If I had to choose between the two, it would only be Ashton.
I had almost married Logan. There was no way I’d break up with him only to end up with his brother Instead.
“Miles, I’m tired,” I finally said.
Miles’s grip
on me tightened briefly before he reluctantly let go.
Ashton, still holding my hand, led me away, I didn’t look back, but I could feel Miles’s eyes on me as we walked away.
Maybe it was the alcohol or the mess in my head, but I tripped on the hotel steps. Before I could catch myself, Ashton scooped me up into his arms.
“Put me down,” I said, clutching his shirt.
“If you want him to give up, stay quiet,” he whispered.
Recalling Miles’s earlier words, I stayed still. I could be in a complicated relationship with anyone, but not Miles. To me, he was like a brother–like family.
I had never seen him romantically, not even once. I valued our relationship too much to ruin it.
Miles wasn’t the type to express love openly or chase someone persistently. If he believed I had feelings for someone else–someone other than Logan–he would likely let go.
In the end, I let Ashton carry me into the hotel lobby. He didn’t put me down until we reached the door
of my room.
I knew Miles had feelings for me, and I could tell Ashton did too. Since I’d already cut things off with Miles, I might as well put an end to Ashton’s feelings as well.
As Ashton let go of me, I clung to him instead. Grabbing the front of his shirt, I looked him straight in
the eyes.
“Ashton, you’re a handsome man,” I said boldly.
“Mmhm.” He seemed amused, letting me take in his features.
Fueled by the alcohol, I lifted my hand and traced the bridge of his nose. “There must be a lot of women who like you.”
“Mmhm.” His confidence was evident.
I chuckled and moved my fingers to the corner of his eyes. “Maya likes you too.”
I wasn’t betraying Maya–it was just that her feelings were written all over her face. Ashton wasn’t blind. Even if I didn’t say it, he had to have noticed.
“How about you? Do you like me?” Ashton asked, his tone serious.
I was taken aback for a moment, then shook my head. “No, I don’t.”
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Ashton narrowed his eyes but didn’t press further.
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Still, I explained. “Ashton, I don’t want a man who attracts other women because… I don’t like fighting over my man.”
“Alright,” he replied calmly.
I laughed. “What do you mean by ‘alright‘?”
He appeared completely unbothered. “It means I understand.”
His response left me puzzled, but I didn’t dwell on it. My hand slid down to the sharp lines of his jaw before resting on his shoulder.
“Ashton, don’t seduce me, and don’t be too nice to me.”
With that, I withdrew my hand and stepped back. But before I could move further, Ashton wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer.
“Whether I like you or pursue you is my choice. You’re free to respond however you want, but don’t try to control me.”
Huh? His words left me stunned. He liked me but didn’t want me to interfere?
“So, what you’re saying is that you’ll keep flirting with me and trying to seduce me?” I asked directly.
