Asher
“Where did you guys disappear last night?” Logan demanded, peering at all the neatly arranged bottles of wine in our expansive wine cellar in the basement.
“We got distracted after Ivy almost got us killed with her crazy driving,” I answered, pulling out a bottle and instantly putting it back after a look from my brother. We were picking up liquor for tonight’s party c*m rehearsal dinner.
“What?” Noah exclaimed. “Ivy can drive a Harley?”
“Like a maniac. It was a good thing we didn’t get a ticket and came back alive. She is crazy,” I smiled, shaking my head.
“That’s sexy though,” Logan winked. “Oh…this is good,” he pulled out an old-looking bottle and grinned.
“Is she alright?” Noah demanded. “She seemed subdued during breakfast.”
“Yeah, just a bit groggy thanks to all th
