The lights dimmed and the curtains parted. Asher shifted in his seat and moved his arm, gently draping it over my leg. My lips twitched with a smile. This was even better. It didn’t take long before I had no idea what was happening on stage. The audience laughed. I rested my cheek against his arm. The audience sighed. I turned my face slightly so I could inhale his scent. The audience gasped. It sounded like a good show, but I was lost in the feel of him pressed so close against me. As the play went on, he relaxed. He splayed his palm over my thigh. Then his fingers idly shifted the hem of my
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