I let out a deep breath to calm myself, but it wasn't helping. I wished I had my phone. I would've called Luke, and I'm sure he wouldn't waste time coming to get me.

But Asher had somehow taken my phone when I wasn't looking.

The elevator door in front of us opened, and Asher stepped into it, shifting me softly in his arms. His hand rested close to my ass, and I was sure he was enjoying every bit of this.

"Nice ass, cupcake," he mumbled as if he could read my thoughts, and I felt a sick feeling in my gut.

"Put me down," I shouted at him,...