Chapter 160 Is He Treating You Right?

• Asher, cup in hand, turned from the drink table and saw me. He stilled, eyes widening for just an instant. Then, his gaze fell to where I held Lamar’s hand.
• Instantly, I released Lamar. Lamar glanced at me, confused, until he spotted what I was looking at.
• By then, Asher had looked away. He veered to his right, away from me and into the crowd. I could still see him, his profile and his windswept dark hair, even as he moved to the other side of the room.