Chapter Thirty

"You look like you're really digging this movie," Asher said, stroking her hair.

They had been quiet for quite a while and it was either she was deep in thought, asleep or really into the movie. For some reason, he chose the latter.

"I suppose it grew on me," she said, smiling.

"Hmm. Didn't know horror was your thing. You found the movie boring when it was all about two people in love, but now you're suddenly into it because it's now about her killing everyone?"

She playfully elbowed him.

"Don't make it sound like I'm a psychopath!"

"Maybe I now dig psychopaths," he said, making her chuckle.

"Speaking of psychopaths," she muttered after a while, "I didn't know you had Trevor thrown in jail."

The hand stroking her hair stopped.

"Who told you that?"

She turned to him.

"So it's true. His mom ambushed me this morning and demanded I tell my man to release her son."

"I do like the sound of that," he was referring to the part where he was her man.

"Is that really what you're intere