Emma
Killian stopped the car right in front of the store, leaving with that relaxed posture that only he had. Scarlett, always electric, was the first to notice him.
"Look who showed up to rescue us!" she exclaimed, carrying the bags to the car and throwing a mischievous smile at me.
He opened the door for me, like the gentleman he was, but the atmosphere between us was still charged. It wasn't like before, where the tension was electric and good. Now it was... different. There was something stuck in the air, something neither of them wanted to name.
"You guys did some damage, huh?" Killian commented, looking at the absurd amount of bags we were carrying.
"It was productive," I replied, trying to sound casual.
"I'm glad I just came to get you guys. If I had gone into the store, they
