My Darling Superstar
She turned to leave, but two hands caught her wrists at the same time.
“Stay,” Justin said.
“Stay,” Charles said.
Emily froze, startled, her eyes darting between them.
Justin’s expression was almost pleading. Charles’s was firm, commanding.
“Emi,” Justin said softly, flashing her a grin, “stay a little longer. Moral support. Please.”
She sighed. “Only if you let me go.”
They released her at once.
Justin clapped his hands. “Alright then. Let’s go. I’m about to get engaged.”