Jeremy’s POV
I knew he had a plan, Adrian Wolfe always does, but why he was suddenly playing the role of a devoted father tugged at me. My gut screams there’s something deeper, and I’ll be damned if I don’t get to the bottom of it.
It’s been a week since Bella got her acceptance letter from Stanford, and tonight is her send-off party. I still remember how she looked at me—eyes wide, her voice soft and pleading, begging me to help me throw the best party anyone’s ever seen. Parties have always been my specialty, so saying no wasn’t an option, especially not to her.
I’ve spent days making sure everything was perfect. The fairy lights strung across the backyard, catered trays of gourmet sliders and sushi, a fully stocked bar with top-shelf liquor, and a DJ booth pulsing with non stop mus
