I stared hard at the guestlist I put together for May's wedding, comprising of twenty guests so far, when a small knock on my office door distracted me. I looked up to see Asher standing on the threshold, wearing his usual goofy grin. He was always chilled, no matter what. I loved that about him. I motioned him to come inside.
"So, to what do I owe the pleasure?" I inquired, narrowing my eyes at her. "What are you up to, Ash?"
"Are you up for some fun, Rara?" he grinned. "Please don't say no! Please..."
"Okay," I frowned. "What fun exactly? I don't trust you much, Ash," he snorted and gave me a wave.
"Be ready by seven. We are going out, baby," he chuckled, his eyes gleaming with wickedness.
"Out as in?"
"Clubbing!" he guffawed. "Please don't say no, Rara. Look, if I don't go ou
