Six
Brody
I was coming out of the local Habitat for Humanity chapter with a folder full of information and a notebook scribbled with notes under my arm, and an excited grin on my face.
I was able to get Delta scheduled to participate in a veteran’s build.
I was so excited to get back to the frat and share what I’d learned that I nearly knocked Emma over before I realized she was in front of me.
“Oh, shoot, sorry … I didn’t see you there,” I said, my hand automatically going out to steady her.
“It’s okay,” she replied, her gaze on the ground.
When her eyes came up and met mine, they widened in surprise.
“Brody.”
“In the flesh,” I said with a grin, immediately regretting the quip when her lips pursed, and eyes narrowed.
“What are you doing here?” Emma asked, crossing her arms over
