This was a familiar scenario, yet the person who stood up for Emma last time was now at odds with her.
Emma turned to see Nathaniel and was surprised. "Playing the hero really doesn't suit you, Nathaniel."
"I didn't expect you'd still need a hand," he quipped back.
Then, the two of them sat down by a table.
Nathaniel gave Emma a sly look and said, "I thought you'd go with him. Why? Changed your mind, huh?"
Emma didn't say a word.
"Isn't that why you came out here? To blow off some steam, right? Why the cold feet, huh?" Nathaniel asked again.
"He didn't meet my standards. Is the reason satisfy you?" she snapped.
Hearing this, Nathaniel chuckled. "What about me? Do I meet your standards?"
Emma then looked up at Nathaniel.
There was not a trace of jest in his gaze but just intense i
