Chapter 16

“Former cheerleaders,” Ashtyn explained.

Tim recalled that Ashtyn had been on the school’s cheerleading squad ten years ago. The one and only guy.

“How are you, Ash?”

“I’m starved and parched,” he said. “Hold on a sec.” He turned to the limo driver and spoke a few words with him and then handed him some cash. Then he turned back to his friends. “Henry’s going to see to my bags.”

“You couldn’t come in a cab like regular people?” Lance asked, looking amused, as they headed for the resort doors.

“I’m not a regular person. Besides, the studio is paying for it. They insisted.”

“The studio. I can’t believe someone gave you a show.”

“Full of love and charm as usual, I see, Lance,” Ashtyn said.

Before they could get into arguing the way they did back in high school, Tim said, “Shall we grab lunch? There’s a Mexican restaurant on the other side of the pool we can try.”

Ashtyn flashed a smile. “As long as wherever we go has alcohol, I’m all for it.”