Page 374 of Breaking the Rules
"Aw, you and your girl in a fight?" Griffin reaches over and musses Wes's hair.
Wes slaps his hand away. "Watch it."
"She get mad at you?" Griffin asks.
Wes mutters something and storms off.
We thought falling in love would ease his obnoxious tendencies, but it hasn't.
He's less high strung (though he'd never admit it), but he's even more Wes.
"He does have a point." Emma runs her fingers through my hair. "We could be at your place."
"Yeah?" I rest my palm on her cheek. Rub her temple with my thumb.
Her eyelids flutter together as she leans into the gesture. "Hunter…"
"Yeah, baby?"
"Don't make me say it here."
"Say what?" This is the only time I see Emma shy.
It doesn't happen as often as it used to.
She's at home with her body now.
She's past what happened with that asshole.
But she's not the same as she was either.
Those scars made her stronger.
I lobbied for her to press charges. Make it official.
But she wanted to move on.
To close that chapter.
At the time, I was pissed he wouldn't hurt for what he did. I wanted to go to his place and kick his ass.
I wanted to kill him.
But I knew that would only poke her bruise.
I'm still not sure it was the right call—her deciding to keep the assault a secret, something that only me and Kaylee knew—but I trust Emma.
She knows what's best for her.
And I—
Fuck, I'm still over the moon that she believes I'm what's best for her.
"I want to fuck you senseless." Her voice pulls me back to the moment.
It's soft. Breathy. Needy.
The Emma only I get.
