Sophia Mahoney
The sound of approaching footsteps draws Sophia's attention to the left. She turns toward the doorway where she last saw Aden.
Tara approaches with the blond man in tow. "How are you doing?"
"I'm good." Sophia smiles. "How about you?"
"Some people invited me and Travis to a club north of here. Will you be okay if we leave?"
"Uhm, yes, I uhm . . ." Sophia nods. "I'll be fine."
"So, I take it, things are okay between you and the suit, now?"
"Yes, I think so," Sophia replies. "Don't worry about me. I'm sure Aden or Logan will take me home if I ask."
Tara pulls her into a hug. "You have my number in your phone," she whispers in Sophia's ear. "Call me if you need me. And Soph, don't do anything you're not ready to do."
"I won't." Sophia's eyes widen, and her cheeks warm. "I promise."
Tara and the blond reconnect with Travis, who is standing on the other side of the room.