Celia's POV
"Are you okay?" Jake says, extending his hand. I take it shyly, shooting the man a glance again.
"Thank you for... What you said." I answer quietly. Jake smiles, lifting my hand and kissing it.
"I will always be on your side, sweetheart." He says with a wink and a smile. "Oh, and before I forget again - Celia this is my right hand man; Greyson." He nods to the man, who in turn surveys me with a guarded expression. "Greyson, this is Celia Harlow - the one and only." I raise an eyebrow at the addition to my name, swallowing the cringe my surname gives me. I need to change it, but it still gives me some leverage with other levels of life in this town, so I haven't done so yet. Maybe in the future.
"Pleasure, miss," Greyson says with weighted words. I stare at Ja
