Lucas greeted them at the door, his quiet "Evening, ladies" a stark contrast to Emily's exuberance. Sophia felt herself relax a fraction as she stepped into the cozy living room, inhaling the mouthwatering aroma of whatever was simmering in the kitchen.
"Wine?" Lucas offered, already moving towards an open bottle on the counter.
"God, yes," Sophia replied fervently. She accepted the generously filled glass with a grateful nod, sinking into a chair at the dining table.
Emily plopped down across from her, practically vibrating with poorly contained glee. Sophia braced herself for the inevitable interrogation.
"Sooooo," Emily sang, drawing out the word. "Were you texting Jake?"
Sophia took a long sip of wine, buying herself a moment. Part of her wanted to tell Emily to f**k right off wi
