Page 52 of Breaking the Rules
Yes.
But then…
It's not too.
He teases me about my music.
Fixes me coffee.
Compliments my cooking.
He even watches movies with me.
It's nice, having someone there.
Having him there.
Emma: Bad is relative.
Brendon: Worse than me?
Emma: I'm just wondering if you meant what you said about me babysitting him.
Brendon: Keep an eye on him, yeah.
Emma: Why?
Brendon: Because he needs it.
Emma: That's not an answer.
Brendon: It's not mine to tell.
Brendon is a freaking safe. He's not going to crack.
There's no sense in pushing it.
Brendon: Are you okay, Em? Kay hasn't been texting.
This is the trouble with your best friend dating your brother.
Even when she has every intention of keeping my secrets, he figures it out.
Kaylee only texts me and my brother.
So if she's with him and not texting, he knows I'm staying quiet.
There's a lot I want to say.
But not yet.
Not until I figure it out.
I'm not admitting I want Hunter around.
I'm not giving him—or my brother—the satisfaction.
Emma: Hmm, what could be bothering me? It's not like my adult brother assigned me a babysitter even though he's sleeping with a woman two months younger than me.
