Emma POV
The champagne was coursing through my veins, making me happy, giggly, and laughing. The day I had, somehow, stayed behind me, even though I knew I had to decide and make that fateful phone call. I sensed my brother’s appearance before I saw him. Heads were turning and a quiet murmur of women flashed smiles. I smiled to myself, my brother had that effect on people, especially women. His tall muscular figure, combined with his height, was very imposing. His sandy blond hair and his chiseled face, coupled with those emerald eyes, had a draw rarely anyone could resist. He saw us and smiled. Walking over, he looked like a big cat, moving with power and elegance. I stood up a little too quickly and noticed that I was dizzy. Before I fell, my brother grabbed me into a hug. “Whoa there,
