Chelsea's POV;

Kissing Asher felt like heaven on earth. His tongue and lips spoke languages my heart understood, but my mind refused to believe.

I don't know or understand what Asher wants from me, but it's becoming clear to me, what I want. His sincere affection and transparency. I want him to let me in, and I want to be his anchor. The one who holds him down. I know it seems like something out of a movie, or something cut out from some romance novel, but I want it to be my real life.

My love story with him. I want to fix him and understand him. Clearly, there's...