#Chapter 222: Parental Demands

Asher gently brushed the hair back from my face. By now, Chase had visited and then left, leaving Asher and I alone in the hospital room. I closed my eyes, reveling in the softness of Asher’s touch. He was always gentle with me, but since being here, he had treated me like I was fragile. Like too much pressure might break me. I wanted to disprove that notion, but honestly, it was very likely the truth of it. With my stress level so high, I was prone to breaking. I needed an ultra-kind touch right now. Asher leaned in then, and pressed a tender kiss to my lips. The heart monitor quickened, making my true emotions difficult to hide. Asher smiled against my lips. “I like kissing you too,” he said. Embarrassment burned hot in my face. When he leaned back, I hid my cheeks behind my hands. His smile turned smug. He knew exactly what he did to me. The heart monitor continued to beat too quickly. “Do you need a minute to calm down?” he asked me. I nodded. As much as I wanted him to co