“This is a private party, Miss. Go back downstairs.” He dismissed her. She pouted and crossed her arms over her chest. A hostess came over to us, and she knew me.
“I’m sorry, Prince Mason, but this is a private party.”
Madison spoke before I could, “But we know a girl in there, Ashlyn,”
“Give me a second to confirm with the host.” The hostess politely told us.
The girls talked about how exciting this was and how the host must be important. And how could Ashlyn know someone so important the prince couldn’t come in? I tried not to look annoyed, but I was.
The hostess came out to announce that we could join the party. The guys and I had been in this room before. We’d book it for birthdays and parties, but the girls haven’t. They were squealing and jumping up and down in excitement.
We
