CHAPTER 125

  Christopher's POV

  I swirled the deep red wine in my glass, savoring its rich aroma as I lounged in my favorite armchair. Ashley stood before me, her fingers wrapped around her own glass. The soft glow of the evening light accentuated her curves, reminding me why I'd chosen her as one of my sugar babies.

  "So, darling," I drawled, my eyes trailing up her figure. "Care to explain why you've been avoiding me?"

  Ashley sipped her wine, her lips leaving a faint imprint on the glass. "Avoiding you, daddy? I wouldn't dream of it."

  "We both know that's not true. It's been two weeks since I last heard from you?"

  She shifted her weight, her hips swaying slightly. "You didn't call me either. I thought you might be... busy."

  "Busy?" I arched an eyebrow. "I'm always busy, sweetheart. That's never stopped you before."