Emma
“Open the door,” Rett said with a tilt of his chin as he retrieved his phone from his inside suit pocket.
Instead of doing as he said, I stilled, trying to read his expression as he looked down at the screen. Dread twisted my stomach as my pulse sounded in my ears. “It’s not too late, is it?” I was asking about Kyle and Liam.
“No.” His head shook as he sent a text message.
I wanted more information than one word, but I knew I wouldn’t be getting it now. No was enough. Kyle and Liam would make it another day. Stopping at the double doors, I turned back as Rett slipped his phone into the breast pocket of his tuxedo jacket. “When you saved me...”
“Emma, Kyle lied. You know that in your heart. You know I wouldn’t...” His head shook. “You know that isn’t possible. Look inside your heart.”
My heart.