CJ covered his eyes again, and Emily felt her grin widen. Moving closer, she wrapped her arms around his waist.
“You should have told me you don’t like scary movies,” she said, trying to hide her smile as he peeked out at her from between his fingers.
“I like scary movies, just demons give me the heebie-jeebies.” He said pulling his hands away from his face as he looked at his mate.
“Why?” Emily asked as she fought back a yawn.
“Have you ever met one?” CJ asked, his eyes wide.
Emily shook her head as the sounds of Reagan yelling at the priest made CJ cringe.
“It’s best to avoid them, they’re bad news.” CJ said as he brought his hand up to cup Emily’s cheek. “You look tired.”
“It’s been a long day, why don’t you turn off the movie and I’ll go wash dishes.” Emily said with a
