Emma’s POV…
We’re getting in the truck and my momma whispers, “Emma he’s hooked baby. Be good to him.” I just smile. If she only knew.
Andrew helps me in and shuts the door. He gets to the front and my daddy stops him. He says something to him and Andrew wraps him in a bear hug. What the hell just happened?
He gets in the truck and I see tears in his eyes. “What was that about?”
“Not much. Your dad likes me more that you.” His eyes crinkle and he smiles hugely. I love that smile. I smile back.
“I want fried fish for supper. Is that okay?” I haven’t gone to a fish house since before the last time Rob and I split, which was over a year ago.
“Yeah? Like coleslaw and hush puppies and everything?”
“Mmmmm yes!” I moaned at him.
“Keep moaning like that and we won’t eat anything but e
