Chapter 74

Having Jake keep the conversation light and funny helps a lot, as he’s a great socializer. He knows how to keep the chatter flowing; he’s attentive and quick-witted and draws everyone in, even the dreaded Marissa. All previous tension is forgotten as we all return to being happy.

He revels in company, and I can imagine what he was like in his teens, hanging out with friends. I wish I’d met him then and known what adolescent Jake was like. I imagine he wouldn’t be very different, only younger, maybe with a less powerful physique and less stubble. I doubt he would have liked teenage Emma, though. Not his type at all.

The cocktails come regularly, and soon I’m warm and floaty. Despite my swaying, I manage to carry on a coherent conversation with Leila and Richard; we talk about books and movies, and the more time I spend with this girl, the more I like her.

Jake watches us and smiles, a hint of affection in his eyes. He likes that I like Leila, I guess. I realize it’s