The Only Woman I Love

eside him. He smiled, feeling a warmth in his chest. He had never spent the night with a woman before, and yet, here he was, feeling more at ease than he had in years. As he watched her sle

had found a new lease on life, like he had finally found what he had been searching for all these years. As they got dressed and ready for the day, Asher realized that he didn't want to leave Emily's side. He wanted to spend the rest of the day with her, the rest of the week

g up to her in ways he never had with anyone before, sharing his own fears and doubts, and feeling a sense of liberation in doing so. As they finished their meal and walked out of the restaurant, Asher realized that he didn't want the day to end. He wanted to spend the rest of the day with Emily, the rest of the week, the rest of his life. "Can I take you to the Met?" he asked, feeling a sense of nervousness. "I've always wanted to see the new exhibit, and I'd love for yo

just incredible." Asher nodded, taking in the vibrant hues and bold brushstrokes. "It's amazing," he agreed. "I've never really appreciated art like this before." Emily smiled, her eyes shining with enthusiasm. "That's because you need a good guide," she teased. "I'm glad I could show you the ropes." Asher chuckled, feeling a sense of ease with Emily that he'd never felt with anyone before. "I'm glad you did," he sa