CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

"I…I am going back to my room, your mom is no longer here" Ashely said, turning back to the clothes that she was packing.

"I didn't ask you to leave," Alan said calmly, staring at her nervousness.

"I know you didn't ask me to leave but I also know you are not comfortable having me around in your room," Ashely said as she continued to fold the clothes inside her box.

"Or is it the other way round because from the look of things you seem to be the uncomfortable one here," Alan said in a rough voice walking closely to her.

" I…I am not uncomfortable, why would you think I am?" Ashely said hurriedly, turning towards him only to come face to face with his rigid body as Alan held her tightly in her waist.

"W…what are you doing, when did you get here?" Ashely yelled, shock written over her face at the closeness with Alan.

"You know, when you kissed me at the restaurant earlier today ever since then I have been craving for your lips, they are so soft," Alan said in an alluring tone as Ashely