"I slump back, mirroring Emma s casual pose as the small happy laughter and squeals echo gently from outside with Jake s voice intermingled and drift our way. Emma leans back for a second to peek outside, a warmth hitting her face and lighting up her eyes before she returns to focus on me."
" Well? Emma reminds me. I was sitting watching her, my head lost somewhere between her ten thousand questions and just sheer fatigue."
" I ve been better! Life sucked here and yet still sucked in New York, so go figure. I ve felt better, and Arrick pretty much made me come home, so I guess I didn t really choose it. I shrug and swipe my mug to take a mouthful of the strong coffee, Italian roast or something Jake, the coffee connoisseur , has obviously filled it with. I blanch at how stron
