“I wish you would let me in on the plan,” Ashley hissed for the third time to Ashton while they were in the car heading towards the press conference.
Ashton was glad that Henderson took the bait and actually fired back by saying that he would put a special seat at the podium for Ashton in the event. This was all such an unnecessary waste of time and money in Ashton’s opinion, but if Stefan Henderson needed to be knocked down a whole lot of pegs, he was willing to do it for the ass wipe!
“Stop fidgeting, Ash,” he squeezes Ashley’s hand as he turns to the driveway that leads to the hotel Stefan had picked. There were already a lot of reporters and paparazzi present, cameras at a ready.
“Just tell me what’s going on then I’ll stop!” she hissed back, her teeth gritted.
He parks the car a
