Natalia POV I was hurt. I was so hurt that he could even possibly think that I don't want him, that I don't want to be seen with him. After I battled in my mind countless of times about the feelings I have for him after a couple of weeks working for him. Knowing that it was wrong because I was his personal assistant, and he was my boss. After I would stay up nights tossing and turning because I was wondering what he was doing with Stacey, and calling myself stupid because I knew it was nothing to stressed over. Finally, the way I accepted him in my life and Miya, I mean I moved in with the guy with only knowing him for only a few, and he still thinks I don't want him? So, it hurts when I go through all that over him, and he doesn't see that. I know this is new to him, and I know that he's scared because he doesn't want to get hurt. However, he is so stubborn, and prideful that it hurts his ego to admit that he's afraid. Which is fine, but it's not okay when he's taking his anger out on me because of his personal mixed feelings. I would never use him, how could I ever? Especially the situation with Julian Miyas father. He used me, and he didn't have a care in the world for Miya and I and that was painful. So why would I inflict that pain onto someone else? I was doing some last touches to my outfit, looking in the mirror before we left. I was placing diamond earrings in my ears, with a matching necklace I looked in the mirror satisfied with what I was wearing. I had settled on a lavender dress, that flowed just below my feet, the back was shown, and so were my shoulders and a little of my chest. However, it wasn't too inappropriate. My hair was in big curls falling around my shoulders, and face. I had light purple eyeshadow, with eyeliner on the bottom and my wing on the top with mascara that made my brown eyes pop. I took a shower in my bedroom, and was getting ready in my bathroom. Usually I'll be with Asher in his room, but obviously that's not going to work because we just got in an argument so... Besides I wanted a break from him before we went to dinner with his family. I also stay in my room most of time anyway just because Asher works late nights so he's only here like 3 times a week. However, when he is here I stay the night in his bed with him which were my favorite nights of the week anyway. I looked myself over again in the bathroom smoothing my hands over my dress turning every direction to get good views from all sides. When I turned to my right and looked on the upper corner of the mirror I saw Asher there leaning on the bathroom door, staring at me. He we dress in a black suit, with a dressy white under shirt. He had a black bow tie clipped to his suit. His hair was slicked back with a few hair strands falling on either side of his eyes like always. And he looked painfully good like always. I broke eye contact with him, and tried to look for something to put away, but nothing was left out because when I get ready I usually clean as I go. Dang it Natalia you couldn't just be messy this one time? I thought to myself. So, I just looked down. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked quietly "Not long" I snapped my head up when I heard shuffling from his feet. He walked towards me and leaned on the sink beside me, putting his hands behind him while placing his palms on the counter. However, I just looked down and nodded. It was silent for a while, but I felt his eyes on me still. He finally broke the silence. "Natalia- "I don't want to argue, so if that's what you're trying to do then please leave." I said whining to him. "I'm not asking you to argue." He said firmly. I rolled my eyes at this comment and looked down. "And I'm not leaving because I want to stay here and talk before we go out and have dinner." I was still looking down, waiting for him to continue to speak which he did. "I'm sorry" He said. I snapped my head up to him and finally responded. "Sorry isn't going to make it right Ash-" "I know it isn't" He said cutting off my sentence. "However, I did something wrong, and I'm apologizing because that's what you do when your wrong. And I'm expressing how I'm feeling because that what I need to work on just like you said. So yes, I know sorry may not cut it, but I barely say it, and I genuinely feel sorry." "Thank you, Asher for apologizing but that still doesn't change the fact that I'm not the bad guy here." "I know." "And I don't deserve to be yelled at or treated badly because you don't know what you’re feeling." "I know." "I'm trying to help, and be with you Asher. But I can't get in your head if you don't let me in. I can't feel for you, if you keep pushing me away." I said finally. "I know." He said in almost a strained whisper. He looked into my eyes and grabbed my hand into his. He cradled my hand into his chest and kissed it. I closed my eyes savoring the touch of his lips to my skin. I opened them up quickly to not look like a creeper. I looked at him and stared in his eyes looking for a hidden emotion, but all I saw was sadness. "I wouldn't be in a relationship, If I didn't want to. But I want to, and I want you. I said yes to us, and I don't the regret a minute of it. I walked into this relationship like a toddler not knowing how to walk, or even crawl sometimes." He said chuckling a little bit. "But I promise that I will work on myself, and to communicate better. Only because it's you I'm working for, and you're my Natalia." Once he finished speaking he stood up, and bend down to my lips capturing them in his own. He kissed me slowly tasting every inch of me. His lips made thoughts run wild in my mind. After a while he separated from me slowly looking in my eyes. He then kissed me on my cheek and whispered in my ear. "Just wait for me to play catch up Natalia please, because I'm trying." He pulled back, looked at our hands and smiled a little. He caressed my palm with his thumb, and squeezed it gently before he let go of it, and walked out of the bathroom door. I took the hand that he was holding into my other one, and just looked at it. Replaying what just happened. I can't believe he said all that. He was trying, and that actually put a smile to my face he was actually trying. I snapped out of it, and shut the light off the bathroom door and headed downstairs. Asher had Miya in his hands turning her in his arms making her laugh. He finally stopped when Miya yelled Mama. He put her down and she ran to me in my arms. I picked her up and looked at her. Asher did a pretty good job. He dressed her for the first time. She was dressed in a small lavender poufy dress with little white flowers. She had matching white shoes with lavenders dots covering them.