A couple of hours into the event, almost all the guests had arrived. There was still some time until midnight, and Jael doubted that Asher would be getting out of the event anytime soon.
And as if on cue, Jael's phone rang. He hadn't returned to the gazebo, constantly on the move. He had a feeling that Asher had spitefully sent rich heiresses after him, and he was uninterested in bumping into more of them.
"Need something?" He asked right away, prepared to turn Asher down.
"Yeah, come in. We'll be leaving soon." Asher said, much to his surprise.
"Right," He muttered, hanging up.
It wasn't until he was walking through the club that he realized that Asher could just be fucking with him. But he could already see his grinning boss, he might as well see it through.
"Are you really leaving?" He leaned down to speak directly in Asher's ear.
