Grayson
"So, what do you think?" Asher asked, smoothening out some invisible creases on his tux.
He was nervous.
Oddly.
But I knew he was made for this.
It was the first time he'd be chairing a meeting as President of Frost Industries and I knew he'd do great.
"Beautiful," I grinned.
I expected a smart come back, but he merely swallowed, rolled his shoulders, adjusted his jacket again, and glanced towards the door like he was half expecting the universe to change its mind.
It wouldn't be happening.
"Hey,' I added softly, clapping his shoulder. "You'll do great. Frost Industries has never been in better hands."
"Easy for you to say. You've left some pretty big shoes to fill, you know? And you didn't even want it." he grumbled, making me smile.
"Buy your own shoes then, and d
