Ash sits on the edge of the bed and stares at me, his dark eyes so intense it’s almost too much to hold eye contact. “Do you want me to be your sugar daddy? Because I’ll do it if it means I won’t have to miss your face as much as I’m going to.” I’m momentarily struck silent until I see his cocky smirk and realize he’s fucking with me. I relax slightly and laugh as I shove his arm with my foot.
