Knox
Emma stands there, rooted to the spot the moment she hears my voice.
Under the dark sky, I stretch on the lounge by the pool side, watching her intently as she tries to run away.
After a moment of silence from her, I rise to my feet, hands in my pocket as I make my way to her.
“I asked a damn question. Are you going somewhere?”
I close the gap between us, her honey brown eyes sparks with conflicting emotions.
She grips the handle of her duffle bag so tight that it might snap any moment.
I can see the movement of her throat as she swallows hard.
“Uhm, Knox,” she says rather too cheerfully, forcing s smile on her face. “I wanted to go grab some groceries at the mall.”
I scoff. She must think I'm stupid. I fold my hand across my chest, fixing her a hard gaze.
“And you took you
