"You didn't have to do that Ashlynn," Jill says when breakfast starts. I just told her that I started the laundry for her. "What were you doing up so early anyway?" "Just couldn't sleep," I shrug and grab my fork. "It's also no big deal. It feels nice to help others." "I'll figure out some way to repay you for starting my work today," Jill says and I just grin. She's always been so nice. Breakfast is filled with some small talk. Kylie and Jill keep asking about my night last night. I tell them pretty much everything except about the shooting incident. One, they both would freak and two, I don't know if Gage wants me to talk about it. Well at least right now anyway. Gage showed up late to breakfast and looks exhausted. Maybe he didn't sleep much either. He did say he'd figure out everything and tell me this morning. "I'll see you at lunch," I say as I wave goodbye to Jill and Kylie. "Mr. Cutler wants me to clean upstairs today." "Ooh," Kylie smirks. "Tell me everything at

Ashlynn drops the cloth that was in her hand and her fingers lightly rest against my cheek. I let go of her wrist and grab her waist with both hands to pull her on to my lap. Her other hands rests on my shoulder, her nails slightly digging into my shirt. I rub my hands on her sides before I rest them on her thighs. Her body is fucking perfect. She cups my face and leans my head back and I smirk as she kisses my harder. She pulls back slightly to catch her breath, but she leans her forehead against mine. I see that her eyes are still closed but her lips are slightly parted. I pull back from her and kiss her cheek and down her jaw, right to her neck. Her shirt prevents me from going any lower than the top of her collar bone. Both of Ashlynn's hands squeeze my shoulders as she turns her head to the side. "Shit," she mumbles before she lets out a soft sigh. I nip lightly at the spot right behind her ear, and I can feel her body shiver in my lap. I smirk at the way her body's reacting to

I wake up and almost let out a scream when it's hard to move. I relax when I realize it's just Gage, but then I really realize that it's Gage and my cheeks flush. His head is resting on my shoulder and his arm is draped over my stomach. My hand had somehow found its way into his hair while the other is laying over his arm. He's still asleep and doesn't look to be waking up. We stay in this position for a while because I can't find myself to wake him up. My fingers start to play with his hair again, but I find it relaxing as well. He stirs slightly but he stays asleep. I close my eyes just to rest, and I take a minute to enjoy the quiet. It's so nice not having to worry about anyone sneaking into your room because of superiority. I also don't think Gage would appreciate anyone seeing him in a vulnerable state, much like he's in now. He looks like a child who was finally put down for a nap after refusing to take one. Oh well, I still found it cute. I go to remove my hand from his h

Three weeks later Ashlynn's POV: Gage is slowly secluding himself, and it makes me sad. His grandmother is still at the hospital and each day her chances of getting past the heart attack decrease. He's also been figuring out the whole Iris situation, which I still don't know what it's about. He was gone for a week, apparently in South Korea, but that only gave him a new lead that she's currently in Iceland. So he's been busying himself with that. He rarely sleeps. Alex has put me in charge of bringing Gage his meals. I'll go in there to give him his breakfast and he'll be in the same clothes as the day before and his appearance just screams tired. Today I won't let him hide himself anymore. I grab the tray full of breakfast foods and a glass of orange juice. Tori gives me a small wave as I walk past her and up to Gage's office. A few of the maids give me small smiles as I walk by and I return them. The guards who are walking through the house look stoic as ever. I keep my head

Alex has set the jet to leave at 8:00 in the morning, leaving me with only seven hours to sleep before the plane leaves. Really only about five to five and a half before I have to start getting ready. We are taking a group of ten men who will be on ground and then five who will be tech. Vince is staying home, per mom's request. He's pissy about it but I side with mom on this one. Considering that tomorrow is Friday, I still have to call the brothel and tell them that Ashlynn won't be there. "Go to sleep," Ashlynn says and I roll my eyes. "I could say the same for you," I reply and she grins before taking a sip of her hot chocolate. "I don't have to be somewhere in the morning, you do," she retorts and sets the mug down. "Will you tell me why you're up now?" "Anxiety?" I say, although it sounds more like a question. "I just want to find her and give her what she deserves." "Can you tell me what she did?" She asks hesitantly. "The Iris I knew was a mentor to me. I just wan