Ashton: Playing The Game

Ashton

I know she won’t do it. She will make it look like she is but won’t. Walking back through I sit down, and finish my drink. Taking out the phone I hit send on the message and the door opens a moment later. I watch Grayson walk in and sit at the table with me.

He knows, poor Emmett has no idea though.

“How’s she been?” Grayson looks at me and I smile.

“Great! We were just playing some poker, and she ran off for a bit of alone time.” He knows what I mean.

“I’m going to my room.” Emmett walks past us.

“Why’s he grumpy?” I look at Grayson.

“I’ll explain later, so your text was vague, what the hell is going on?” I smile and he stares at me shocked.

“What the fuck?” I laugh hearing Emmett shouting.

“Do you mind? I’m busy, close the door.” Raven’s replay has us laughing, I watch as Emmett walks through. His eyes come to us as we sit laughing. Shit, she did it?

“You’re kidding? You fucking knew?” He stands shocked.

“I told her to, it was a dare. To be fair, I thought she would go lie in