25
Emma
As I’m lying in my bed, I hear Jameson’s heavy steps on the front porch. I sit up. We have some serious stuff to hash out.
When he swings my bedroom door open, I cross my arms and c**k my head.
“I didn’t know if you were going to show up here tonight,” I say.
He closes the door behind him. “And yet, here I am.”
“We have to figure out what to say to people,” I say firmly, pursing my lips. “Forest and Maia know. It’s only a matter of time before everyone else does too, and that includes Asher.”
Jameson shakes his head slowly. “I’m not interested in that.”
He comes over to the side of my bed. I feel as though I’m being stalked.
“What do you want from me, Jameson?” I ask, a little breathless.
“You know what I want.”
“No,” I say, and shake my head. “Jameson—”
He closes the d
