(Harlow)
Asher didn't look at Knox when he came in. He didn't look around the bar or stop to speak to anyone. His eyes were on me, then they moved to Ben. I had seen Asher angry plenty of times, but something about him now made me put my glass down.
He came straight toward our table. Nobody had to tell me Knox was responsible for this because there was no other reason Asher would know where I was. I glanced toward the bar and found Knox suddenly very interested in what he was doing. Traitor.
"Asher."
He stopped beside my chair.
"Get up, Harlow."
I stared at him.
"Excuse me?"
"We're leaving."
There was no question in his voice. I looked at Ben, who had stopped drinking and was watching Asher. I wasn't embarrassed about being here, and I wasn't about to act guilty. I'd done nothing
