“I don’t have much faith,” Ian said. “But I am listening.”
“The Alpha Ball is coming up. I think Amelia would be perfect as your date.”
“You believe she would go with me?” Ian asked.
“I’m positive,” I told him. I would personally make sure that she did.
Amelia’s POV
I was stir-crazy again. I’d read through most of my books on the shelf, and even the last three that I’d rented from the library. Maybe I could go back, though I was starting to think what I really needed was some kind of hobby, or perhaps a job.
But what?
I stood up, grabbed my latest three books and headed to the door, ready to head back to the library. Yet, before I could reach it, the door opened on its own. No, it was Jake, and he stepped through.
“Annette. We have to talk.”
With a sinking feeling in my stomach, I
