Emma tried to look away, but it was too late. Spencer called her over.
“Emma!” he called. “Don’t go. Come here.” Emma reluctantly walked over. “This is my friend,” he said to the woman he was arguing with. “I’d like to speak with her. Can you leave us?”
“But I…”
“Please, just go.”
The woman glared at Emma, but said nothing else and left. Emma felt a surge of disappointment. Spencer had always seemed so sweet, but it turned out he was just like Will.
“Sorry I missed you at the final,” he said. “How about grabbing a cup of coffee or something now that I have you?
“Oh yeah, sure,” Emma agreed. She was reluctant to go with him. But she had no reason to say no.
“Great, I know this great spot. It’s right down the street.”
“Okay.”
“Sorry I used you lik
