Chapter 61: CHAPTER 61

So how does one seem when one could care less about the rumors Emily may have heard? He has certainly shared some tales since he hasn't shared many of them.

Right?

I pretended to be absorbed as I arranged a massive stack of publications alphabetically. I gave in to the question when it started to feel like it was suffocating me. What kind of activities, specifically, did they do?

She said, "Just guy stuff," incoherently. "Rugby. owning a brewery and throwing wild parties. traveling the rail to Paris and engaging in many adventures.

I yearned to choke her. "Escapades?"

Her black eyes had a naughty gleam to them as she abruptly glanced up as though remembering something. Hey, this brings up a memory. Speaking about misadventures.

My stomach collapsed to the floor.

"You were gone for about an hour on Friday night! What happened to you?