*Brielle’s POV*

I am, in a word, uncomfortable, and it is not because of Jonathan for once. It is this dress! If I knew we would be holding an impromptu stake out after dinner, I would have remembered to pack another outfit and would have thrown it in the back of my car to change into later.

We probably could have made it home and back here in time to see if we noticed anything, but it seemed like time was of the essence and that we needed to follow Vincent immediately after ...