Emerald's eyes widened a bit as her cheeks flushed pink, while once again, Jordan chose to laugh at her expense. She kicked his chest lightly before making a move to remove her legs from his hold, but Jordan was having none of it as he held firmly onto her feet.
She rolled her eyes before looking back at Logan, who had settled into one of the steel set chairs beside the window. “Where's Armi?” she asked.
“She went to join Ori at the restaurant. They'll be here soon.”
“Ok,” she nodded before shifting her attention back to her mother's feet.
“And oh,” Logan called out, gaining her attention. “I found this outside the house,” he held up a white package, “it was addressed to you.”