FYI. I’m not losing my mind, and I wasn’t high or drunk when I saw you earlier.
I’m really debating if I should marry Chris.
Thank you in advance for helping me…
I sighed and scrolled down to Asher’s number.
Then his second number.
They were both blocked, but I wasn’t ready to set them free just yet.
Besides, this was something best handled in person…
Fourteen
PRESENT DAY
KATIE
432 Park Avenue towered over every building in Manhattan’s skyline. Its sleek, grey-windowed body stretched higher than the Empire State Building, like it was daring you to ignore it.
I was willing to bet that most of its residents took on that same attitude, especially Asher.
“May I help you with something, Miss?” The doorman smiled at me as I approached.
“I’m here to see Asher Brooks.”
“Is he expecting you?”
“Yes.” I lied. “He is.”
“Okay, well I’ll have to have the receptionist inside call to verify that,” he said, opening the door. “You can have a seat in the lobby while you wait.”
“Actually, no.” I didn’t want them getting involved, just in case I changed my mind. “I’m here as a surprise.”
“Mr. Brooks hates surprises.”
“I know that, but I’m planning a wedding for his brother.” I tapped my screen and showed him a picture from the engagement party. “See? I need to handle some really important things with him.”
“Then how is this a surprise?”
Good question…
“What’s your name, Miss?”
“Ashley Sunrise.”
He gave me a blank stare.
“Katie Elizabeth.”
“You should’ve said that first.” He smiled. “You’re on his approved guest list.”
“Really?” I asked. “Why?”
“You can go up via the elevator, Miss Elizabeth.” He ignored my question. “I will call up in seven minutes to confirm your arrival. Fair?”
“Very fair. Thank you, sir.” I moved past him, but then I stopped and called out over my shoulder. “Can you tell me when he put me on his guest list?”
