Knox

Damn it! What have I done? Emma jerks away from me, and the cookies slips from her hand.

Gina's eyes dart between us, her gaze hardens. “Can someone tell me what's going on here!”

Great. The last thing I need right now. It's going to be a long night.

“It's not what you think,” I say in a calm tone.

She laughs bitterly, her face red with anger as she glares at me. “It's not what I think? I know what I saw, Knox.”

Emma rise to her feet. “Stop it, mom!” she yells.

Gina flinches, her eyes widen in shock.

“Just stop it! I've had enough already.” Emma...