Emma’s point of view.
Today’s workout had been particularly exhausting. I could not wait to get home and soak my poor muscles in a nice warm bath. I wouldn’t be able to soak for long. I had a date to get ready for, after all.
“Bye, Stacy”, I called out to my personal trainer as I stepped out of the gym. My phone rang, and I thought about just ignoring it, but when I saw Lisa’s name, I decided to answer the call. She had just dropped her parents off at the airport, and they always left her a little frazzled. She probably just needed to vent a little.
“Hey girl”, I answered with as much cheer as I could.
“You are never, and I mean never going to guess who I saw at the airport.” I could tell she was having a little fun with this and wanted me to guess, but if I was never going to get
