Emma could literally see the thick tension in the air; a sharp knife could cut through it. From the expression on the boys’ faces, she could tell that the uncle in question wasn’t the Christmas gifts type; the boys didn’t like him.
She knew she needed to leave. This was some deep s**t family matter, and from experience she knew they would be more uncomfortable that she was there. It was better she left, and gave them some privacy; she had a work to get to anyway.
“Uhmm guys..” She said, trying to shuffle her neck away from Derek’s hand; it hurt already from his tight grip since Shane mentioned his uncle. But she had enjoyed the feel of it while it lasted; although she felt stupid for even allowing him to pull her closer after his jab at her. She didn’t understand why her emotions were so
