“I’m not leaving you out in these woods alone, lost, and inebriated, Ashley. Think what you want of my friends, but I’m not an asshole.” Then he paused, stopping so abruptly I collided with his back. “Ow, what—?” “Okay, that wasn’t a true statement,” he admitted. “I’m definitely an asshole. But I’m not the kind of asshole who knowingly leaves a damsel in distress, feel me?”