~ Zoie’s POV ~
Zoie paced nervously inside the playroom. It was 12.15 AM and Asher hadn't even come home yet. They were texting back and forth and he said he’d be there soon, but the minutes kept passing and there was still no sign of him. Until finally, the door flew open and Zoie’s eyes widened in excitement.
“There you are! I’ve been waiting for you!” she leaped and practically attacked Asher with a hug.
“Sorry, I got held up at work,” he replied, hugging her back.
“At work?” Zoie pulled back and looked at him. Asher was wearing a suit and tie, and it wasn’t a sight she’d seen every day. “You were working until this late?”
Asher just shrugged.
“It’s only the first day! Geez, what’d my dad make you do?”
“It’s not Uncle D,” he shook his head. “I wanted to stay behind and finish u
