She bumped shoulders with me. “So really what’s your deal, Asher?” “My deal?” “Yeah. Like you’re nice. Way nicer than the ass nuts you live with. What gives?” “I’m really not,” I said softly. “I have my moments. Believe me on that.” “Ah, a sinner. My kind of people.” She flashed a smile at me again, and I offered her a return one.
