Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- remember everything, but enough to feel ashamed for the rest of my life." Ashly nods with a strict expression. "You are lucky to have me, indeed. And I still had enough wits about me to stop you before it could have gotten completely out of control.

I didn't want it to happen like that, and I would have been so mad at you if we had done it, and you told me you didn't remember anything." She leans close to Alex's face, grave and threatening , but Alex finds him utterly endearing, cupping his face with the hand that isn't still held by Ashly. "T would have deserved to rot in hell for that, definitely." He somehow manages to stay serious. "Yes, you would have.

But, thankfully, everything got sorted." Ashly looks a lot more placated now; her voice has gone soft, and Alex is drawn to her mercy, comfort, and allure. He frees his hand and draws Ashly closer to him, pleased when she moves to sit on his lap, her arms closing around his shoulders, her fingertips painting goosebumps all over his neck, letting them dance on his skin and into his hair.

Alex settles his hands on Ashly's hips, staring into her bright, dark eyes, losing himself in the only feeling he never wishes to be in control of ever again. Loving Ashly with everything he has and everything he is, never caring whether anyone thinks it's wrong, only ---- for Ashly to comprehend and feel it, too, because then nothing and no one could ever taint it as something bad.

His eyes flicker shut as Ashly's lips touch his forehead , just above his eyebrow , and keep kissing him softly , his voice charming yet underlying with mischief penetrating his mind. "You know, I remember something else I never got to ask you about, and I can't believe I used to be so naive. " Alex opens his eyes slowly, tilting his chin up to meet Ashly's intense gaze, waiting for her to continue.

"You are such a stupid boy; I knew it, of course, but it took me a long while to figure that one out, even though it was so damn obvious." Apparently Ashly is rather enjoying dancing around the subject , but as her fingers card over the back of Alex's head , through his hair, his skin tingling madly, he can't find his brain to even mind. He really just wants to kiss her. And never stop. But Ashly does have other plans, and Alex sighs inwardly.