“I’d really like to see you again.”
Asher hands me a glass of wine.
“I don’t know. You seem to have a secret agenda here.”
I cannot believe that I said that. Asher’s face pales a little bit behind his suntan.
I put down my wine glass and step close to him.
“I was just teasing you, silly.”
I touch his lips with my fingertips and then I kiss him. At this point, I lose track of who is manipulating who.