Emily’s POV
It was dark when I heard the rustling of keys against the door. I quickly sprang up from where I sat on the floor and I watched his towering figure stride into the, wearing an expression of annoyance that could only be a product of my existence. He stood by the doorway, leaning back to give me space but not stepping further into the room. “Get up” he growled.
My stomach flipped over at his gruff tone , but with the way he was standing and the way his eyes were burning into me, it was easy to think this wasn’t really a request for me, it was an order. So I obeyed.
He threw a bag I didn't notice he was holding at me before turning and striding toward the couch. “Put those on.” His voice boomed through the room. I took a deep breath before moving into the tiny bathroom that cou
