My thoughts shatter when the door opens. The man standing in front of me isn’t Jason. No. He’s the last person I expected to find here. Dark jeans accentuate his powerful thighs and a gray T-shirt stretches against his bulging muscles. The eyes that shouldn’t be staring at me right now capture my soul in their merciless hold. “A-Asher?” “The one and only, my slut.”
