Chapter 54

“How am I supposed to get through the meal when you’re dressed like Daniel Craig?” I petted his black pinstripe suit and tie. “All you need is a gun and…wait, I’m not the damsel in distress, am I?”

Asher kissed me and looped his arm through mine before leading me inside. “If they ever make a gay James Bond, then yes, princess, you would be.”

“I suppose I can handle that.” I winked at him and he grinned before we stepped into the crowded room. There was a five-second lull in conversation as everyone stared our way. Then they went back to whatever they were doing.

“Good. Now everyone knows and we can move on to who’s going to face-plant into one of the turkeys this year.”

“No way. That happened?” I asked as he led me through the crowd, greeting the guests before seating me at the head table to his left.

“Yes, with alarming frequency. I keep advocating for no alcohol at these things, but I get voted down every time, and something disturbing happens.”