This is not like Eric. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t the tiniest bit impressed, still it’s not fair of him to do this.
I haven’t moved from the couch, despite Emily’s efforts. “Just hear him out,” she says stifling a yawn. By now we could have watch both of the movies we wanted to. I shake my head.
“I’m surprised you’re not setting off the sprinkles or something to get rid of him,” I say with a hint of suspicion. Emily made it painfully apparent how she feels about Eric at the party.
“It’s a free country,” she shrugs. I c**k my head towards her direction.
“What do you know?” I ask. Emily’s draws back.
“Nothing,” she says and that’s all. I wait for her to say more, she doesn’t. Emily cracks under my pressuring gaze. Her shoulders fold.
“Okay fine,” she admits. I have a feeling i
