Page 12 of Ashley & the A-Listers

“What’s up?”

“I have a trainer who has an opening for new clients right now, if you’re open to suggestions.”

“Who is it?” Cameron asked.

“Her name’s Ashley,” Nic supplied.

Dylan watched Cameron’s whole posture change. He stood up straighter, arms dropping to his side, expression softening.

“She agreed to that?” Dylan asked, surprised.

Nic glanced down at his cell phone, tapping the screen to read the preview of a text. “Sure did, just now.”

“You act fast,” Dylan observed.

Nic shrugged, trying to hide a smile. “Just here to help.”

“She’s an alpha,” Cameron murmured, chewing on his lip.

Dylan arched a brow, surprise filling him. “She’s an alpha.”

“I know that,” Cameron answered. “I’m still in.”

Nic’s grin slipped free. “Perfect. Do you want to adhere to the schedule we already have you down for?”

“Does that work for her?” Cameron asked.

“If it doesn’t, I’m sure she’ll let you know,” Nic offered, still smiling, like the cat who got the canary.

Cameron’s lips curled up into a matching smile, and Dylan sighed.

It looked like he was going to get his chance to apologize after all.

3. HEADACHE

ASHLEY

Dylan was glaring at her.

“What’s your problem?” she asked, kicking her foot up on the metal bench next to her.

“That is just so gross,” he said, wrinkling his nose at her from across the metal table.

To spite him, Ashley licked a huge stripe up the side of her ice cream tower. It wobbled precariously on a waffle cone, and a drop fell to her ripped-up jeans.

Dylan’s gaze fell to it, eyes locking onto the drop, and Ashley’s cheeks heated. She dabbed at it with a napkin before she could embarrass herself further.

“That’s what you get,” he jibed, and she stuck her tongue out at him.

At seventeen, Ashley was full of angst and easily annoyed. Dylan was usually doing the annoying.

“You’re just jealous because you won’t get anything besides chocolate.”

“Why fix what isn’t broken?” he asked. “Chocolate never fails.”

“Where’s the fun in getting the same thing every time?” she argued.

“At least I know I’ll like it every time.”

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