Eden’s POV

Dante is barking at the valet to get the car here quicker while Ryder wraps me up in his coat and keeps me snuggled to his side. It was difficult to keep them from chasing after Asher when he kissed me, and the sooner we leave here, the better.

“Why did you go out there with him, dammit?” Dante mumbles, pacing in front of us and speaking to the concrete under his leather boots. His constant steps nag at my dizzy, alcohol-tainted mind. “It would ...