CHAPTER 61

  Forcefully gulping down the intransigent glob of nerves that hung in her throat, only to have it return with full force, Emerald felt her stomach churn in anxiety as she stood before the door which served as a barrier between her and the emotional roller coaster of a man in the guest room.

  She heaved a sigh when she thought about how she had gotten herself into such a situation. Mayhap, she should've just gone to bed hungry or resorted to imbibing a glass of warm milk but that would be going against her mother's strict rule about going to bed peckish, so cooking dinner was inevitable.

  After hers and Logan's encounter with Jordan, she had also gone to her room to take a much needed shower since she was smelling of the meal she had made. When she came back down, she had bumped into Logan, who was heading towards the stairs with his dinner.