Chapter 145 Shaylee

• The restaurant was a nice Italian place Mia had never visited before. When she arrived, the maître D showed her to the table where Emily was sitting next to a woman with long brunette hair. Emily hopped up to hug her, and Mia sat down across from the two of them. “This is Shaylee,” Emily said, sitting back down.
• Shaylee had a wine glass in one hand that she lowered from her mouth as Mia said, “It’s nice to meet you.”
• Without putting the glass down, Shaylee gave her what could only be described as a nervous grin. “Yeah. You, too.” She glanced around the restaurant, her eyes darting back and forth from one side of the room to the other, though she hardly turned her head. Then, she took another drink of wine and brushed her long, straight hair over her shoulder before she began to spin the glass back and forth on the white tablecloth without ever removing her hand.