Chapter 66. The Misfit

DYLAN

I got out after Ashlene did. I saw the look Anton gave me but it didn’t matter at this moment. As what I said, I have no other choice. The suit I have’s in the laundry. The other one’s in the bag. I just need this night to be over as soon as possible.

I guess I can survive one dinner out in my black pullover.

This time, we took a limousine. My eyes dilated as the chauffeur greeted us a good night. The sun had now set, and the sky was in golden colors. Anton was escorting Ashlene inside. And then he closed the door to go to the other side. What an—

“Come on, Dy,” Ashlene said, and I gave a nod.

“Did you bring my phone?”

I’m not sure. What I grabbed on my way out was her purse. I checked the contents of the purse and nodded. Indeed, it was there inside.

“It’s in your purse, love.”

Ashlene’s eyes twinkled by how I addressed her. It was the first time I called her by the endearment since that conversation we had at the seaside. No, i