“I have baggage, too, Riley,” he said, frowning. “More than you’d care to know right now, but I’ve got them. And one day, when you find out what they are, you just may decide that I’m not for you. But then, I can’t allow myself to be defined by my baggage, just like you can’t let yourself be weighed down by yours as well. What matters is what we have now.”
His phone buzzed again, and Ashe pulled it out of his jacket pocket and checked who was calling. “I have to take this. It’s an interview with GQ,” he said, pressing Answer and asking the caller to hold on. “I’ll be at home today. I need to work on a few things before we take a break for the holidays together. What’s your day like?”
