CHAPTER 62
Poking The Bear
Asher
What the hell is he doing here?
My first thought was to keep on walking, pretending that I couldn't see him because I was in no mood for an altercation, especially with him.
I changed my mind at the last second though, choosing not to tuck my tail and hide like a coward.
“What the hell do you want?” I barked, my tone hostile.
Chuckling, Scott raised his hands, a roguish grin painted on his face. “Now, now, Ash. Is that any way to talk to your dear brother?”
“Trust me, you're no brother of mine. Now, if you don't have anything to tell me, then I'm off.” I tossed back cruelly, sweeping my hoodie up in a mood to storm off, but he surprised me by pushing off his brand-new SUV.
“Calm your horses, I just want to talk.” He glanced around the public area.
