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All eyes were on us as Asher dragged me out of the restaurant. My thoughts were messed u as to how come Asher knew and why the f**k he was behaving like such a …… jerk. Asher’s grip on my arm was firm, his strides purposeful as he led me out and to his car parked.
“Asher, stop!”
I hissed, trying to tug my arm free. He did not look like the Asher i knew or the Asher I was friends with.
“What are you doing?”
He didn’t answer, his jaw clenched tight, his entire body radiating frustration. He turned to me as his body towered mine.
“Asher, I said stop!”
I repeated, yanking harder until he finally halted and glared at me. His eyes were blazing, the anger behind them almost tangible. What was wrong with him?
“What am I doing?”
he snapped, his voice sharp.
“No, A
