Emily.
I made a quick phone call to Maggie to ensure everything was alright, and she confirmed it was.
It’s now 10 o’clock, and the after party is still going strong. The four of us - myself, Aiden, Abby, and Jackson - sit at the bar, laughing and chatting.
Jackson turns to me, his eyes lingering on my figure. “You should be a model for me, sweet Emily. Your body is...” His words are abruptly interrupted by Aiden.
“Watch it,” he warns with a glare.
I laugh because his face right now is so intense; it looks like he could kill him with just a stare.
I wave him away, shaking my head. “No, I’m not into that stuff,” I say. “Besides, there are much more attractive women out there than me.”
I don’t miss the piercing glare that Aiden shoots my way, but I choose to disregard it.
I haven’t s
