Chapter Ten.
Emily couldn’t believe how quickly dinner flew by, which was very unusual for them. They somehow managed to stick to topics of work and the weather, thus stopping any possible fight.
Soon, they were walking outside once again and Nate reached over and grabbed her hand. She jumped a little at the contact, but soon settled to it, her arm tingling from awareness.
She linked her fingers with his and stepped closer, not fighting him when he pulled her to him once again.
“Come home with me.”
“We need to talk about last Saturday night first.”
He groaned and rolled his eyes. “Do we need to ruin the night already?”
“That’s not fair.” She glared at him and he finally laughed.
“Okay. What about it?”
She took a breath and squeezed his hand. These questions had tortured her all da
