"Are you seriously using last night and our history to blackmail me?" I confronted Ashton directly.

"No," he mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

Classic guilty behavior. I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to deck him.

"I'm just new here and could use some help. I've helped you before too," he said meekly.

Great, now I'd feel like a jerk if I refused.

Debts were debts, whether money or favors.

I sighed. "Fine, Mr. ...