Emily's POV
He focuses on his phone, the phone I bought for him, the one he still hasn't thrown away as of yet. Maybe he is waiting for his mother to give him money to return it or throw it away. Everything about him is annoying as fu*k. Why am I even thinking about him?
I tip forward and grab my glass, bringing it to my lips. A moan escapes my lips once the sweet taste of it lingers on my tongue.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jake slowly lift his eyes to look at me. I smile to myself when I realize what I just did.
"The food here is really amazing," Mark says with a mouthful of food.
"Mmmm." Noelle hums, her eyes on Jake still trying to break him, "The food is superb."
"The wine is what is really amazing. I haven't had a drink since last year."
"A whole year? I can't go a whol
