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in her stomach, tying it into knots all over again. Asher smiles in her direction, anxious to see her soon and to finish up the set. She can sense it.
    She knows.
    “We are The Machine and we thank you! Enjoy the rest of the show and we’ll see you soon. God bless!” Asher yells from the stage as he busts into a mini solo on the guitar to finish off the set. Once again, this causes the crowd to roar and they are finally done. The band all thanks the crowd once last time and Asher looks over to Sadie, a beaming smile curling on his slender coral lips.
    “Wait for me,” he mouths over top of the crowd. “Please.”
    Sadie smiles at him and nods. She would wait for him for as long as it takes, but has a hard time admitting that to herself. She stands by the edge of the stage as the house lights come back on again. Asher and his band leave the stage for a moment in order to put their gear away and to grab a drink.
    Upon returning to the crowd, a sea of wo men greet Asher, all eager to talk to him and hopefully do more by the end of the night. As this group of women stops him, Sadie can feel her heart sink. She knows that she can’t offer him what these younger women can and she feels out of place once again. It was stupid of her to ever consider going tonight. She has responsibilities as a mother and more importantly, as a wife. She realizes her defeat and goes to leave the bar, trying her damndest to keep her escalating emotions at bay.
    “You’re such a fool!” she says to herself as she walks closer to the exit. “You’re married. What the hell are you doing here?”
    Just as she is near the exit, she can feel soft hands on her skin. She turns around immediately and there he is, standing inches away from her, a look of concern stamped across his perfectly constructed and symmetrical face.
    “Where are you going?” Asher asks with a sense of disappointment in his voice. “I told you to wait for me.”
    “Home,” Sadie says. “I shouldn’t be here.”
    “But I wanted you here,” Asher replies promptly. “That’s why I invited you and you came.” He flashes those pearly whites to her again and Sadie can’t help but feel weak in the knees. “You don’t have to go home and we don’t have to stay here. Let’s go elsewhere. Do you want to go grab some coffee?”
    “It’s 10:00pm,” Sadie replies. “It’s late.”
    “Do you have to go back to your husband?” he taunts to her, hoping to get a reaction.
    Sadie swallows hard and is unsure what to say, all she can do is stare into his chartreuse eyes and melt away. “I’m a big girl. I can make decisions for myself.”
    He smiles seductively. “Then join me for coffee, Sadie. I’d love to talk more.”
    The way he s ays her name makes her feel more pleasure than Chris has been able to do in years. He pronounces it so differently with his accent and she can’t help but wonder how it would sound during lovemaking.
    “I don ’t know if that is a good idea,” she is barely able to form words due to the overwhelming sense of nerves that are overtaking her.
    “Why not?” Asher asks. “My intentions are pure.” He smiles wide at her, his expression riddled with mischief.
    “I don’t believe you,” she is quick to counter him, feeling her walls go up with each flash of his perfect teeth and captivating dimples.
    “I wouldn’t either,” he winks at her and moistens his lips with his wet tongue, lapping them like a dog drooling over his next meal. The sight causes Sadie to step back slightly, like a wall of tension has just hit her like a ton of bricks.
    The two share a moment filled with unadulterated passion. Sadie can feel the sexual tension between the two of them becoming unbearable.
    “Okay,” she replies. “We can go for coffee.”
    The smile on Asher’s face goes from coy to genuine delight. It stretches from ear to ear and it warms Sadie’s heart.
    “Great!” he says. “Just let me finish up and then we can get out of