Ashton’s POV
I stare blankly at the man beside me for a split second, unsure how to react.
‘About what?’ I finally ask warily.
‘Luna,’ Mr Farris replies, his scowl deepening, ‘and what the hell do you think you are playing at with her.’
‘I’m not . . .’ I start, but he cuts me off.
‘Don’t try and fool an old fool, boy, I’ve been around the block way more times than you’ve been around that ice rink. I can see the way you look at her, and I’m here to tell you that if you are after another notch on your bedpost, then you can get to looking elsewhere. Luna isn’t someone for your lot to play with and pass around. She’s a good girl, and she deserves a good man, not someone who is looking for a quick ride.’
‘I’m not . . .’ I try again.
‘I know your type, boy, play the game hard, play the wo
