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Asher?”
    “Nothing.” Not even one thing. I stop talking and can’t help the smile that slips on my lips. “God, nothing is wrong with him. You saw him.”
    “I rest my case.”
    “But just because we had one hot night together doesn’t mean I should start dating him. I don’t even know that he’s still single.” And if he’s taken, he should be ashamed of himself for the way he looked at me yesterday.
    “We don’t know that he’s not,” she reminds me. “God, you’re cynical when it comes to men.”
    “Hello, pot.”
    “I’m not cynical. I had reasons for my trust issues.”
    I cover Kate’s hand with mine, already sorry for my remark. “I know. And I have my reasons for being cynical.”
    “A deadbeat dad and an absent mom are not the best reasons to be cynical.”
    I bust out laughing at the ridiculousness of that statement. “I think those are two very good reasons, actually.”
    “You aren’t your parents.”
    “You’re right. I’m not an alcoholic pothead or an irresponsible woman without a maternal bone in her body.”
    “No, you’re neither of those things. You’re so much better than that.” She takes another bite. “Look, you can’t stay celibate your whole life.”
    I frown at that thought.
    “It’s been so long since I had sex, I don’t even know if my vagina still works,” I admit in a whisper, making Kate laugh.
    “Trust me, it works.”
    “How do you know?”
    She simply continues to laugh.
    “Good morning, ladies.”
    Our heads both whip up at the deep, sexy voice, and I’m suddenly staring at a very sweaty, very half-naked, Asher.
    Oh Jesus.
    “Good morning,” Kate says beside me, but I’m not paying attention to the words they’re saying. My mouth goes dry at the sight of Asher’s naked torso. He’s wearing running shorts, with his shirt tucked into the waist at his hip. He has earbuds in his ears, leading to his phone in his pocket.
    He’s panting from his run, and sweat is running down his forehead, his cheek.
    His fucking amazing chest.
    One drop of sweat slowly makes its way down his sternum to his chiseled abs, and it takes everything in me to not lean over and lick it off.
    Down, girl.
    “Lila?”
    “What?”
    Asher’s eyes are laughing as he props his hands on his hips, watching me. “How are you?”
    “Oh, I’m fine.”
    Kate snickers beside me, earning a kick to the shin from me.
    “You look amazing,” he replies and offers me that half-smile. The one that promises all kinds of amazing naughtiness and has kept me up many a night over the past nine months.
    “Thank you,” I murmur. Why am I so shy with him now? That night at the bar, I was confident. I knew exactly what I wanted, and that was him. I wasn’t shy. I didn’t hesitate.
    And now I feel tongue-tied and hot.
    Probably because now I know what he’s capable of.
    “I’m coming to your study group tonight,” he says as he pops the earbuds out of his ears.
    “Why?” I ask with surprise.
    “I’m going to escort you home.”
    “Oh, that’s so nice,” Kate says with a dreamy sigh, and I roll my eyes at her.
    “That’s not necessary,” I reply. “I’ll be fine.”
    “In case you missed it, there’s a killer out there, Lila,” Asher says, his handsome face perfectly serious now. His jaw is square and strong, and covered in just a little black stubble. His hair is a complete sweaty mess. He’s half naked.
    He’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and yet just those few words out of his mouth have my blood running cold.
    “I’ll be there,” he repeats before I can say anything. He smiles again and winks at Kate, then pins me in his hot stare once more. “I need to get some beignets home to Casey.”
    “Who’s Casey?” Kate asks before I can.
    “My daughter.” He backs away, watching me, and I’m struck dumb. “I’ll see you tonight.” And with that, he saunters away.
    “He has a daughter,” I say when he’s out of earshot.
    “Sounds like it,” Kate