ESTHER

“Okay” barely left my mouth before the air in the loft changed completely.

Asher’s fingers tightened on my waist, pulling me closer until my chest brushed his. “You sure?” he asked, voice rough. His thumb stroked my side through the thin dress like he was testing how far I’d let him go.

I nodded, even though my heart felt like it was trying to punch its way out of my ribs. “I think so. Just… slow.”

Finn moved in behind me, his chest warm against my back. “Slow we can do, baby. For now.”

Silas stepped closer from the side, his gray eyes locked on my face like he...