Epilogue

Violet had hoped that her exhibit at the convention would do well today, but she hadn’t expected this level of interest.

Then again, it helped that her boyfriend had consented to be her jewelry model this afternoon. At the moment, Ash was wearing five bracelets, three necklaces, and four rings. Earrings, unfortunately, weren’t possible since he didn’t have pierced ears.

He looked over his shoulder and mouthed the words Help me when a particularly handsy woman started handling one of the necklaces hanging from him while her other hand was caressing his bicep.

“May I help you find something?” asked Violet, startling the woman so much that she jumped. “Or have you found what you were looking for?”

Sensing that Violet wasn’t playing around, the woman sniffed and moved away from Ash with a sour look on her face.

“God, you’re sexy when you’re riled,” Ash growled in Violet’s ear.

He palmed her ass as he said the words. Violet smacked his hand away, but it was halfhearted. She touched hi