Van went back to the party only to inform Ash that she wanted to go home.
"Okay." Ash didn't argue. It was like he just knew something was off but she was grateful he didn't pry. "I'll take you home if you want."
"No you can stay and enjoy the party I'll just ask the chauffeur to take me."
He shook his head vehemently. "I'm not letting you go home alone, not in your delicate condition. Besides, it's a boring party with business associates I see and converse with everyday."
Van knew she couldn't argue further. "Okay let's go."
Ash shrugged out of his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "So you don't catch a cold."
Van smiled appreciatively. "Thanks."
His gut twisted.
What delicate situation were they talking about? Was Van gravely ill? Jake was in time to catch bits and piec
