Emma's POV
Seeing the only man who makes me nervous walking in with that displeased look, I quickly stood up and grabbed a pillow.
I already knew how close he would get. I kept stepping back until my back hit the wall, but I made sure the pillow was between us. " What do you want?"
"You love me that much? Then why are you making me suffer?" His frown was deep. Seeing him sweating made my heart ache… but I refused to show it.
"Whatever you heard is a lie. I only said that to make her stop bothering me."
"About my ex too? Why didn't you tell me?" He looked at me… his eyes looked hurt. It felt wrong, like… I misunderstood him?
Shit.
"Don't give me that look," I said and tried to pull him away, wanting to escape. I don't know what will happen if he explains himself.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me back, placing me exactly where I was. "What's wrong with you? Listen, Emma, it's not what you think. That day when I was calling…"
