"Let's talk about this after the wedding..."
Sophie Smith didn't directly refuse Asher Land, and Asher didn't push her further, so they both compromised.
...
With the wedding approaching, Sophie gradually became somewhat busy.
Of course, this was a happy, sweet kind of busy for the soon-to-be bride.
When she opened her eyes, Asher Land was standing with his back to her, buttoning his shirt sleeve, his tall and broad back casting a shadow before her.
She quietly got out of bed and reached out her slender, fair arm to hug his waist.
Asher Land's body stiffened.
"What's up so early in the morning?" He turned around, looking down at the naturally pretty woman before him.
She didn't know why, she just wanted to give him a hug.
She shook her head, gave him a soft smile, said nothing, and then ran off to the dressing room next door.
