Tequila

EMILY POV

We were back to waiting and following Jenna home. Every piece of mail was in her parent’s name. Snap tried to find a lease agreement in either her name or her parent’s name but couldn’t find anything that was online, so she was either subletting, squatting or her landlord was entirely on paper and had nothing online. We were stuck for the rest of the night.

We decided to go clubbing. I hadn’t been in ages and Snap had never gone. Troi was a pro at it, and she managed to put together outfits for the guys that wouldn’t disgrace us. I threw on some jeans and a leather top that Troi loaned me. My boobs were bulging out the top, several cup sizes larger than I was pre-pregnancy, but I had gotten most of my waist back. Bruce whistled when he saw me. I rolled my eyes at him, knowing that Toby would have snarled. What Toby doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

I enquired at the front desk and followed the directions of the hostess who sent us down to the river. Someone had turned