Chapter Forty Three - I will sort something...

Asher

I was fuming! I wanted to kill Paul after what he did to Farrah. I wish she had told me when we were still at school! And the reason she didn’t because she knew I would go after him.

“Farrah, you should have told me sooner,” I sighed.

We were sitting in my car at the park.

“I know, but I knew if I did, you would end up going after, and I don’t want you getting into trouble,” she sighs.

“I get that, but that isn’t the point,” I said, running my fingers through my hair.

“Can we please drop it? I don’t even want to talk about it anymore,”

Farrah shook her head and got out of the car. She went over to one of the swings and sat down. I didn’t mean to upset her. I get out of the car and follow. I kneel in front of her, making her look at me.

“I am sorry, my love, I didn’t mean to upset you,” I said, stroking her hair.

“It is OK. I just want to forget about it,”

I nod and kiss her softly. I take the swing next to her. Silence comes between us, and we swing back and forth. Farrah was lost in her thoughts, and I leave her to it.

“You want to come back to mine? My grandma is making mac and cheese,” I said after about ten minutes.

“Oh yum, yes, please,” She grins.

I thought she would like that. Farrah loves my grandma’s mac and cheese. I stand, offering her my hand, which she takes, and I pull her to her feet and against me.

“Can I help you?” she giggles.

“Yes, I want a kiss,”

Farrah gives her eyes a roll, a cheeky smile playing on her lips. I chuckle, pressing my lips to her. She doesn’t kiss me back at first, and only for a second. She was teasing. I swat her ass, making her laugh and kiss me back.

Farrah parted from me first and walked away.

“Hey, I wasn’t finished,” I called after her.

“I am hungry, so move your sexy ass,” she calls back.

I was glad she was smiling even after everything. Trust me; Paul will get what is coming to him, one way or another. But I will leave it, for now. I run to catch up with her.

“What do you want to do after dinner?” I ask as we head to mine.

“Hmm, not sure, go somewhere and be alone,” she smirks.

“Oh, I am sure we can arrange that,”

I rest my hand on her thigh, grabbing it. She moans loudly, and I keep it there, rubbing it. I could hear her breathing changing, and her entire body was responding to me. I love what I can do to her.

“I am sure it can,” she winks.
I think we both wish we could have more alone time together, that isn’t in our cars. But it is hard to do because my grandma doesn’t go out much, and the only time her parents are really out is for work, and we are in school. We make the most of what we can, though.

We arrived at my house and headed in. My grandma will be happy that Farrah is joining us for dinner. She hasn’t had dinner with us in a couple of weeks.

“Farrah!” My Grandma said excited, rushing over to her and hugging her.

“Hello,” Farrah grins, hugging her back.

“Are you staying for dinner, sweetie?”

“Yes, how can I resist your mac and cheese, great comfort food,” Farrah gushes.

“Great!” Grandma beams.

I love how great these two get on. Grandma ushered us to the kitchen, telling us to sit down, giving us a drink and a cookie to keep us going until dinner was ready.

“How was your day?” she asks, looking between us.

“It was fine,” Farrah smiles.

Farrah changed the subject. I don’t think she wanted to tell my grandma what happened. I respect that, and it is probably for the best because it would upset her, and that is the last thing that we want.

“Dinner won’t be long,” Grandma announces.

Thank God, I was so damn hungry!


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Farrah and I were sprawled out on my bed. We could barely move because we overate at dinner. So I think we would need to wait a little while before we go out.

“Why did you let me eat so much,” Farrah complains.

“I didn’t make you do anything,” I laugh.

“Meh!” she giggles, looking at me and sticks her tongue out.

“Get that tongue back in, miss Farrah,” I chuckle, prodding her nose.

“I thought you liked my tongue?”

There was a seductiveness to her tone when she spoke. Naughty girl! I groan, knowing what she meant.

“Tease!” I state, kissing her.

“You love it,” she chuckles.

“Hmm, yes, yes, I do,”

I loved the confidence she had found in herself. She wasn’t the shy little Farrah I met at first.

“We need to find a way to be alone, Asher, and not in our cars because I don’t want my first time to be in a car,” she said.

“I wouldn’t let your first time be in a car, babe,” I said, stroking her hair, “You tell me when you are ready, and I will sort something,”

“I am ready, right now, so sooner rather than later would be good,” she giggles.

“I will see what I can do, but only if you are certain?”

I want to make sure she is one hundred per cent before we do this.

“I am, I promise,” she smiles, kissing me.

“OK, I will find us somewhere, even if I need to book us in somewhere for the night, baby girl,”

Farrah nods and smiles brightly. She snuggles into me, and I put my arms around her, playing with her hair.

“I love you, Farrah,”

“I love you too, Asher,”

I am nervous about our first time together. Farrah will be the first person I have had sex with that I love. I just hope my nerves don’t make me mess it up. I don’t want her first time being terrible. I want it to be perfect for her! Now, I need to find a way for us to be alone without worrying about getting caught or having to rush.

“Would it be terrible if we took a nap?” she laughs, looking up at me.

“No, not at all,”

“Yay, snuggles and snooze,” Farrah said, excited.

“And then we can get head out or stay in. Either one is fine,” I said, kissing her forehead.

Farrah gets under the covers, and I join her. We get cuddled up, and she soon falls asleep. I lay watching her, smiling to myself.

“I got you, sweetheart, I promise,” I whisper, “I will protect you the best I can,”

Farrah was still sound asleep but snuggled in closer to me. I want to be the best I can be for her because that is what she deserves. She has changed my life for the best, and I only want to do the same for her. I never thought I would be in love in the sort of way while I was still in high school.

Even if I had the chance, I would change it.