She nodded. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe him, Emily believed he’d try, she just didn’t know how much good it was going to do.
“Come on, hon. Let’s get you out of all that white. Your pup has gone and put some paw prints on the hemline.”
“It’s not my dog,” Emily said even as she placed a hand on the broad head of the mutt.
“Yeah, whatever you say.”
The house was surprisingly empty when she and Han went inside. Guess no one wanted to stick around after a near shoot-out.
“Why don’t you get changed? I’ve got enough nervous energy to clean a whole house, so I think I’m gonna start with yours,” Hannah offered.
“Yeah, all right, thanks.”
Boxes of her things were still stacked in Kyle’s room. She pawed through them until she found a t-shirt and jeans. Her wedding dress, which did, in f
