Not wanting to seem too far off from Em, Emmaline had avoided a dress even though that had been her instinct for a dinner with Ashton's parents.
Instead, she had opted for high waisted pants that swished as she walked and could almost pass for a long skirt.
Tucked into them was a silky, sleeveless blouse and over that, was a thin cardigan.
Half of her inky hair had been pulled back with a clip and the rest spilled over her shoulders in dark waves.
She was still Em, no matter the length of her hair or how she dressed.
Somehow, the heavy oak doors were both more intimidating and less intimidating than before.
While she knew that the Wrights were probably not happy with how they had hidden her gender… this time, Ashton was more of a safe harbour than ever.
The first time they did this, Ashton had been a wild card.
He had been a crazy rich boy who was paying her for an insane plan.
