CHAPTER ELEVEN

THE DEADLIEST DRUG A day had passed and still, he had contacted Emily in no way. She was beginning to think that she had made a big mistake giving him her number and letting him see that she wanted him too. Occasionally, she would look over her phone, from whatever she was doing, to see if he had texted her, but all that would highlight the screen of her phone, were texts from Drew and Christian. None from Beth, who never in the past, failed to text her, reminding her of their meetings, but it seemed like the older woman had still not gotten over the embarrassing scene that had played out in her office. Her fingers worked their way gently, on her laptop, as she emailed her father a document he had called to ask for. In a few days, they were going to be back, and in a few weeks, she was going to be married. Marriage. Marriage. Marriage. She cringed, the more she thought about it. Most times, she eased her mind of the thought, by telling herself that nothing was going to change. She