Emma's POV.
Jason's office door was always open, but somehow I just didn't feel comfortable just walking in, so I knocked.
His eyes lit up the second that he saw me, and he smiled at me. My treacherous heart skipped a beat.
"Emma. It's good to see you. Come in, please? Is everything okay?"
I nodded my head and took a seat opposite him. I have been feeling more than just a little on edge lately. I fumbled with my fingers in my lap. Jason's eyes grew wary with concern.
"What is it, Emma?" His voice was low and husky. The way it always sounded when he was talking to me. A wave of intense heat crashed over my entire body. I'd been trying for weeks to figure out why exactly Jason had this effect on me, but I kept coming up empty.
I wished that I could talk to Amanda about it, but we stil
