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“No thanks,” I immediately say.
“Come on, Julie. It’ll be fun. And it’ll give us a chance to catch up.”
My eyes narrow. “Why does this sound like a date?”
“It’s not,” Asher replies on a laugh. “I just think it’ll be a little boring and I need someone to keep me company.”
I have a feeling he’s not telling me everything. But I sigh and nod. It’s not like I have any other plans tomorrow anyway. Except avoiding Xander and his late wife’s party.
“Alright. What’s the dress code?”
* * *
As soon asAsher informed me that his family’s attire was a formal event and so I had to wear a dress, I should have known something was up. But nothing prepares me for the sight waiting for me as soon as we step in front of the doors leading to a ballroom. There are two large men guarding the entrance. And in front of the entrance is a banner.
I shake my head once as I read the words written there.
In loving memory of Kathy Callahan.
Oh my God.
Asher tugs on my arm and I look up at him, getting over my shock momentarily. Surely there’s some mistake somewhere.
“What is that?” I whisper, pointing at the banner.
He gives me a look. “I know I should have told you this is a memorial party, but I thought you wouldn’t be so inclined to come if I did.”
“Th-i-s is a—” I stammer as my heart threatens to lock up in my chest.
“A memorial service for my mom, Julie. She was a Callahan. Alexander Callahan’s wife. I’m sure you’ve heard about him. He’s pretty famous in Richmond. That’s why I couldn’t tell you who I really was. I was worried you wouldn’t like me because I had such a rich background.”
My hand tightens around his arms when he tries to walk us into the ballroom.
“Wait,” I breathe. “Alexander Callahan is your dad?”
My head hurts as I try to wrap my head around all this.
“No, my stepdad. He was married to my mom.”
“And your mom is Kathy Callahan. His late wife,” I say, still not comprehending the words leaving my mouth.
“Yes, Julie,” Asher says on a nervous laugh. “Is something wrong?”
“I think I’m going to be sick,” I tell him, clutching my stomach.
His expression becomes concerned and he moves to stand in front of me.
“You’re pale. Do you want me to take you home?”
I open my mouth to say yes but nothing comes out. I can’t seem to form the words. Especially when I hear a voice from behind him.
“Asher? You’re late, man. The party’s in full swing,” Xander states. His voice surrounds me and I try to draw some strength from the sound of it.
Deep breaths, Juliette.
Asher turns around to talk to him. “Hey, Xan. I’m sorry, I had to pick up my date.”
“Your date?” Xander questions curiously.
