“What’s happening?” I croaked.

“Jesus,” he groaned.

“Are you telling me our Lord and Savior is knocking on your door?” I mumbled.

I tilted my head back and caught sight of Asher’s stubble. I was in deep thought about how those whiskers would feel grating on my thighs when I felt his body start to shake.

“No, baby, the Devil’s knocking. Actually, my guess is there are two devils at the door. One of whom has a key.”

“What?”

Before Asher could answer a woman’s voice floated up the stairs.

“Rise and shine!”

Asher tightened his arm around me and he shoved his face in my neck. What he didn’t do was get out of bed to see who was in his house shouting. Nor did he seem concerned.

“That’s Letty,” he told my throat.

“Maybe they’re still sleeping. Rhode said they didn’t get in until early this morning,” a second woman said.

Asher kissed my neck, then dragged his lips up to my ear and informed me, “That’s Brooklyn.”

I attempted to keep the jealousy out of my tone when I asked, “Maybe you can explain who they are and why they have a key to your house.”

Suddenly I was no longer pinning Asher to the bed. He rolled until he hovered over me. His face was still relaxed from sleep, and I decided I really wanted to see his face like that every morning, too.

“Cole told you about Letty. She’s crazy, loud, and full of drama. Though she’s not my woman so I find her drama hilarious. Seeing as her man, River, knew her for a decade before they got together and Letty is so full of drama there was no way she could’ve hidden it, he gets off on it and finds it funny, too. She’s also loyal, kind, and a good friend to have. Brooklyn is down-to-earth and sweet. She balances Letty’s crazy. She’s not as loud but just as friendly. She and Rhode have a son, Remington. There’s a long story there, one I’ll tell you about it later when I’m not naked with a hard-on with my brothers’ women in my living room.”

And since he mentioned it, I became acutely aware he was naked, mostly on top of me, and his dick was indeed hard and pressing on my thigh.

“Why are they here?”

“Like I said, they’re friendly.”

“I was hoping to get friendly with you this morning.”

Jeez, when had I become so forward?

Asher’s face split into a smile. His head started to lower, his intent clear, but he halted his progress when Letty shouted again.

“It’s one in the afternoon, Asher. Let her up for air, you beast! Sloane, knock twice if you need a rescue.”

“Drama,” Asher muttered.

“We’re up!” he yelled back. “Give us a minute.”

“You’ve had like seven million minutes. Hurry up.”

“Jeez, Letty, leave them alone!” Brooklyn shouted. “Y’all take your time.”

“Why are they here?” I repeated my question.

Asher brushed some of my hair off my face slowly while staring down at me and I knew he was thinking. I also knew when he’d figured out what he wanted to tell me when the creases around his eyes softened.