“That could actually make law a little fun.”
“Wanna shoot pool later?”
“Can’t,” Asher replied.He hesitated for only a moment.“I happen to have a date.”
Corbin blinked, then leaned forward.“You mean a fuck?”
“No, a date.”
“With, like, a person, or your hand?”
He flipped him off.“I don’t need to use my hand, thank you very much.Not since I was fifteen.”
Corbin chuckled.“I’ve never heard you say the word date, so that made me a little confused.”
“Well, it’s a date and then a fuck.”
“There it is.”He tilted his head.“This woman making you work for it?”
Asher shook his head.“It’s actually a favor to one of pack members.”
His brow furrowed.“A favor fuck?For whom?”
“Juniper Parsons.”
The confused look didn’t go away.“Who?”
“Surely you remember her father’s death being announced.Ezra Parsons?”
“Who?”
Asher rolled his eyes, not mentioning he hadn’t known himself until he asked one of his patrons.“Is that all you can say?”
“Sorry,” Corbin replied, shaking his head.“I’m gone one day and apparently hell froze over.”
“Would you actually leave if hell did freeze over?”
Corbin thought for a moment.“I don’t know.I guess we’ll find out if that ever happens.Now, back to Miss Juniper Parsons.Why are you dating her?”
“One date.”Asher held up his index finger.“One.”
“One date and one fuck?”
“She came in the other night wanting a drink because she’d never had one before.”
“Whoa.Is she legal?”
Asher gave him a withering look before glancing around to make sure no one could overhear them.“She’s in her early twenties and asked me to be her first.”
It took a moment for understanding to dawn.“Get the fuck out.There are virgins over the age of eighteen?”
“Apparently,” he replied.
“Is she pretty?”
Asher pictured her.“Oh, yeah.Beautiful.Long dark hair, blue eyes.”
“You lucky son-of-a-bitch.You get the girl and I get a deposition.”
