Chapter Thirty-Four
Emma
The past three days had been a complete whirlwind. The funeral for Preston’s dad happened the day before, with just a small gathering of his closest friends, mainly those in the FBI, including Glenn. Even though it was hard on Preston, he pushed through it. We barely had time to rest with all the media attention. He hated having to be in the spotlight, but solving the Hale case was huge, especially since he was part of the family.
A knock sounded on my door before it opened. I didn’t have to look to know who it was.
“Angel, you coming back downstairs?” Walking up behind me, Preston wrapped his arms around my waist.
I leaned back against his chest, loving the way he made me feel safe. “I am,” I replied with a sigh. “I just needed a break. We’ve barely had time
