So when he heard Ashley suggesting that she stay behind to negotiate with Mr. Lowe, his expression immediately darkened.
He couldn't simply agree to her plan.
Gage stepped closer to Ashley and flicked her forehead. "I can agree to take you to him to sign the contract, but that's it. Nothing more. Unless you want to watch me get skinned alive by our eldest brother when we get home?"
He sounded reproachful, though his voice softened as he explained himself, almost as if he were patiently reasoning with a mischievous child.
But Gage knew Ashley all too well. If he gave her an inch now, she'd take a mile, convinced that with enough persistence, she could wear him down and get whatever she wanted. And knowing her, who knew what ridiculous idea she'd come up with next?
