Emily's phone buzzed. Her heart raced as she flipped it over, seeing Lucas' name on the screen.
Daddy: The feeling's mutual, baby girl. How about dinner at mine tomorrow night?
Baby Girl: It’s a date.
Emily's face fell suddenly, her brow furrowing as she stared into her empty glass. The pub's dim lighting cast shadows across her features, accentuating the tension in her jaw.
"What's wrong?" Sophia asked, leaning forward with concern etched on her face. "You look like you just remembered you left the stove on."
Emily exhaled slowly. "I'm going to Lucas' for dinner tomorrow."
"Isn't that a good thing?" Sophia's eyebrows shot up. "Your face doesn't say it's a good thing."
"Is this just a rebound fling?" Emily blurted out, her green eyes searching Sophia's face for answers. "I feel like
