Charming: A Modern Day Sexy Cinderella Story by Jennifer Miller Page A

cross my legs when I take in his wide smile. “I don’t know, Katie. I gotta tell you, I would totally consider butt sex for him.”
    “Oh my god,” she says and laughs and I join her laughing loudly. I about die when he turns toward me brows raised with a smile getting larger by the second. My neck and throat flush with heat and I look away quickly, my stomach burning with embarrassment. “Please tell me there is no way he heard that.”
    “Uhh. Okay. Sure. There is no way he heard that,” she says to appease me. “You weren’t louder than you think you were at all.”
    “Oh god,” I mutter, a nervous giggle escaping me.
    “Come on,” Katie says and stands.
    “What are you doing? You’re ready to leave?”
    “No, we’re going to go take a selfie with Asher. I’m posting this shit on Facebook.”
    “No way. I’m not going over there!”
    “If you don’t come with me, I’ll call him over here.”
    “You wouldn’t.”
    She just stares at me and I make a sound of annoyance. “Fine. But you so owe me for this.”
    She smiles and I stand and we make our way over to Asher and his group of friends. They’re laughing again, but it dies down a little when they see us standing there. I turn my head and look at the pool feeling embarrassed and stupid. Katie on the other hand, smiles widely and totally cocks her hip out in her signature flirting move. “You’re totally Asher Charming aren’t you?”
    I can’t help but look back toward Asher, if that is indeed who he is, and feel myself flush deeper when I find he’s lost the sunglasses and is looking at me again. As our eyes connect, I forget where I am for a moment. I’m lost in blue and don’t ever want to be found. I feel tingles all over my body, and massive butterflies in my tummy. Unfortunately, someone clears their throat loudly and it startles me from his gaze. When I look toward Katie she’s smiling as she looks between the two of us.
    He nods and smiles, “Yeah, I’m Asher,” he says, his voice raspy and as sexy as he is.
    “I knew it!” Katie says making people laugh with her enthusiasm. “Can I please have a photo with you?”
    He hesitates, “Well, I would, but I don’t really want anyone to know I’m here if I can help it.”
    “Oh, I won’t share it until I get home. I don’t have international service anyway, and sorry, you’re hot, but I’m not about to spend fifty bucks just to post a photo of you on my social media accounts.”
    Asher laughs, “Fair enough.”
    Katie goes and stands next to him and I stand awkwardly, still not having said a word. A friend of Asher’s takes Katie’s phone and when I look back at Katie and Asher they are both looking at me and I realize Asher said something. To me. “I’m sorry, what?” I ask, feeling like the biggest fool in the world. But he only smiles, “Get in here for this,” he demands with a smile and I wordlessly walk to him. He wraps his arm around my waist and everywhere his skin touches mine feels magnified. I swear I hear him suck in a breath and I look at his face, seeing him looking down at my breasts. I try hard not to push them out so he can get a better look – I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve got some good tits. He pulls me until my hip is touching his and we all smile for the camera. After his friend takes a photo, Katie happily thanks him, and I know it’s not my imagination that his touch lingers on my skin before he lets go.
    Asher smiles and nods and makes Katie promise again that she won’t post it. “Are you guys here vacationing for a while?” He’s looking at me, but for whatever reason I can’t find myself able to respond. Clearly I need some more alcohol for bravery or something. I absently look around for Juan our server, as I nod my head and Katie answers for us. “Yes, we are here for a week, Ella is here for two.”
    He looks at me again, and smiles. “Well, I’ll see you,” his gaze lingers on me, “both of you around.”
    “Yes you