Kyle POV
Emma pulls her pants up from around her ankles. Her face is white and tears are streaking down her cheeks. I roll my eyes at her theatrics. We have been sleeping together for a month, and it always ends up with her crying. She certainly wasn't crying when my tongue was between her legs a few moments ago. I always make sure she is taken care of.
"Are you sleeping with Jesse?" She blurts out.
"What does it matter if I am? She is my Luna," I say as I push her away from my desk.
"I was asked out on a date," she whispers.
"No," I reply shortly. "You are mine, remember."
"I know but…" she whines.
"I won't have you sleeping with some other male. Let me see your phone," I command Emma.
She clutches her phone to her chest and shakes her head from side to side. "I
