EMILY'S POV
I headed back to my room after leaving Dante's, a small frown on my face. Most times he had me feeling so confused.
Moments ago in his room, he was hot one minute, and cold the next. Why had he called me that?
'Ginger'.
Argghhh!! He just had a way of stressing my mind out.
In that minute, some nice dress idea flashed through my mind, and I found myself looking around for my sketch book. Almost immediately, I remembered all my items were back at the Collombo residence.
I released a low sigh of frustration, before heading to the drawers attached to the desk in my room. When I pulled the first one open, I looked in to find nothing.
Of course.
I opened the second one and found the same thing. Finally giving up, I headed to the bed and picked up my phone from the stand.
