"Should I help you?"
Asher's voice came from behind him, low and almost casual, but it carried just enough to be heard clearly.
Roman turned at that.
"He can walk back himself," Roman said, his tone even but edged, his gaze locking onto Asher in a way that didn't invite further conversation.
Asher met his eyes without hesitation. There was no apology there, no retreat, just a quiet kind of amusement that sat beneath his calm expression.
"oh sorry," Asher said lightly. "I just figured it out."
Roman's jaw tightened slightly. "Next time," he replied, his voice dropping just enough to carry the weight behind it, "try using your up stairs okey !!! ."
The tension between them sharpened instantly, invisible but undeniable.
Asher's lips curved faintly, but he didn't respond.His body was actually boiling there, he just wanted to punch him on that mouth of his.;
