Wes
Three Months Later
I chewed on my lip and wiped my sweaty hands on my pants. Hard hazel eyes pierced my skull and Arlo was growling in my head, feeling like we were being threatened. I swallowed hard and stared down at the carpet. Next to me, Emily's hand twined into mine and my heart beat harder against my chest at the hardened glare.
"Emily, we told you specifically to keep your door open."
"Nothing happened, dad, relax." She smiled brightly at her father and squeezed my hand reassuringly.
"Nothing happened? Are you sure? Because when I opened your door, your punk boyfriend had his tongue down your damn throat! You're fourteen! You're too young to be doing this sh*t!"
I swallowed hard and felt my cheeks burn. Next to Emily's dad, Josh tried his hardest not to smirk. It was mak
