Free Ash: Love Me Harder - Alien Paranormal Romance by Serena Simpson Page A

the world was she more concerned about the dishes and what Ash would think than she was about the Patron? Could it be because Ash meant something to her when the Patron was this hazy spectator she never met? Finally, he slid to the floor. He was laughing so hard she could actually see tears coming from his eyes.
    “It’s not funny.” She stomped her foot almost losing balance on the suds covered floor.
    “It’s hilarious.” He jumped up and ran out the room he came back with a miniature book in his hands and began holding it up to the bubbles.
    “Are you recording this?” her tone was incredulous.
    “Yes, and you will laugh till you cry when you see it later.”
    Wiping his eyes, he stored the miniature recording device and strolled over to the sink fighting the bubbles of destruction. He grabbed a yellow bottle, sprayed one squirt at the bubbles, and they began to disappear. Soon the kitchen was free from suds and all its bubbly friends.
    Brook looked down at herself. She was a mess. Ash crossed to her and pulling her into his arms he kissed her. A deep passionate kiss. Her toes curled as her lips tingled and her tongue swiped against his begging for more. He nipped her lower lip and started a warm tickle between her legs that quickly gained speed.
    “Thank you, Brook I haven’t laughed like that in a long time.”
    “Are you upset?”
    Her father would have been having a fit by now. She had hidden from her father’s wrath more than once. He loved her but when he got mad, he forgot everything else.
    “Not at all. You go swipe another shirt from my closet, this one is wet and I will clean the dishes. Later I will show you how.” She gave him a warm smile before heading upstairs.
    Every time she expected him to be predictable, he did something to make her heart want to be with him. She took the shirt off, toweled off and grabbed a new shirt. Living in his house made her comfortable like she was still in the twentieth century but she wasn’t. She was going to have to reconcile her way of thinking with how things were done here. She needed to act like a baby and ask questions she felt were stupid in order to grow into the adult she wanted to be. One who deserved Ash’s respect as well as his love.
    She took the stairs two at a time, because she could and it felt good to be alive no matter what century it was.
    The drive to A’rouk medical center was filled with laughter as Ash described the look on her face when he walked into the kitchen.
    She looked around for Jaz when he pulled into a ground space. She wasn’t there. A quick movement had her calling her frequency.
    “Brook, I’m running late. You know my door code; I’ll just meet you there.”
    “I wanted you to meet Ash.”
    “Can I meet him when he picks you up? He’s not allowed in my room and I don’t need the hassle.”
    “Ok, see you in a few.”
    “She’s running late; I’m going to meet her in her room.”
    “Brook, be careful. Virtual shopping is safer than the real thing but a good hacker can still make it dangerous. If your friend says don’t do it, listen to her.”
    “Don’t worry; I learned my lesson with the dish soap.” She leaned over the seat and kissed him.
    With a jaunty wave, she disappeared into the ground level entrance of the building.
    Ash waited before ghosting out his hover car. Allowing his body to become invisible, he trailed her into the building.
    A’rouk medical facility was a large sprawling complex in both width and height. One of the things that amazed her was that it also had underground floors. She had learned it was rare. Nothing went down; everything rose like towers that hovered over the world.
    The ground floor was practically deserted. It was considered gauche to actually put your feet on the flat surface of the Earth. Commoners did this, peons who knew nothing about society and lacked money to ever be in the know.
    Brook laughed. If her parents could see her now, they would roll over in their