Chapter 8
Sawyer
I wander through the store with Asher until he stops by a snow globe display. He lifts one, shaking his head with a sigh. f**k. I have not been a great friend since I got back in town. Not only have I been f*****g around with Zoey—against Asher’s wishes, I have been too caught up to notice the s**t he’s going through. It’s like I’m hell bent on owning this asshole title.
Asher twists the snow globe in his hand. “Maeve would love this.”
“Then get it for her. Surprise her, man.”
“I don’t know.” He stares at it hopefully. “I think we might be done. She can’t get over what happened—or what didn’t happen in my apartment. Honestly, I’m starting to wish I had f****d that girl. I’m f*****g paying for a crime I didn’t commit.”
“Nah. It wouldn’t have been worth it. You would f
