We learn that a drunk Asher isn't a nice Asher, "I've got plenty of this to go around," he arrogantly states while waving his hand over his crotch. "All you need to do is say the word. I'm all about my ladies having some meat on their bones." A sober Asher is a damn sweetheart, "your stomach is so small," I marvel. Instantly, fear takes place of awe. "Is everything okay? Shouldn't you be bigger?" He also takes protecting his child seriously, "he leans in and places a kiss against my stomach before standing up. "Time to go figure out if I need to buy stock in Smith & Wesson or Magnum." As usual I loved this book, I loved Asher and I'm really excited for Maddox's book.