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asher orion royce (_asher) wrote,

Ordinarily, this type of forwardness would probably put him off but there was something oddly cute about it coming from the littlest Belmont. He'd been ten years old when she was born and could remember her crawling around in her diaper. Which probably should have been the start of his easy put down but he had to admit he was rather flattered by the fact that she had a crush on him. He couldn't really recall doing anything all that great that would have drawn her attention. Sure, he was the older one in the bunch. He'd looked out for all of them when they'd gotten to school. He vaguely remembered dealing with some bratty little kids who had been picking on her once but the details were so hazy that he wasn't even sure anymore. He'd always tried to be nice to her because, well .. let's face it, his younger brother had teased her like she was his own sister and Asher just wasn't that kind of person. He'd probably gone off on Penn a number of times for making fun of the little girl. But that's all entirely beside the point.

Standing there in the club, he kept his arm around her, his fingers gently gripping her frame. The slight brush of her nose against his neck made him smile and he chuckled as she commented on how good he smelled. He'd never understand those guys who couldn't take care of themselves enough and realize that B.O. was just not attractive. "Thank you." He spoke low, his voice a little gruff before he cleared his throat and laughed while carefully releasing her.

Stepping back just as her thumb brushed against the nape of his neck, he swallowed slightly and took a deep breath before pushing that smile back onto his face. Letting the girl know that his neck was a very sensitive spot on his body probably wasn't the best idea. Especially while she was standing there talking about how this was her fertile time. And he was suddenly glad he didn't have anything in his mouth or he probably would have spit it out all over him. Personally, he was happy having the kid that he had. He wasn't sure he could handle going through all of that alone, especially considering he'd had to raise Ami almost entirely by himself. Sure, the thought of having another kid someday was nice. He'd love to have a son. But right now? Not so much.

"Hmm. That song was pretty inspiring, but I'm just not that kind of guy. I mean, really .. if I can't take you out on a proper date first, I should at least get some of that kiss action that was mentioned before. There are steps after all! You're jumping the gun there, cutie." He laughed, tucking his hands into the pockets of his jeans, which bunched up the fabric of his shirt around his wrists. It was hard to tell if he was being serious at all as he spoke, but then .. it was hard to tell whether she was or not, either.