“I met the real Emily Mills that day. She was fucking smiling at me. The whole time. No matter what I said or how much I invaded her space. And then…” He cracked his neck and blew out a laugh. “What?” she said. “She asked me if I liked you.” He looked at her quickly. “And I didn’t, just to clarify. Still don’t, really.” “Thanks,” she said drily. “Same to you.”
