Chapter 64:

Jeremy was really going to find it hard to sleep tonight, because Emma Roberts had never looked sexier in that skimpy dress of hers, it hugged right above her thigh revealing her... God. What has gotten into him?

Instead of sleeping like any other normal human being at this time of the night, he was right beside the kitchen island, sipping cold coffee while staring at the dim light.

Thoughts of Emma filled his mind, he was crazy for her. Her laugh, her body, her smell, he couldn't take it anymore, it was tempting.

And definitely, he wasn't ready to go into that room and lie down on the same bed with her and not dream about this.

He placed the cup of coffee back on the table, his body feeling feverish.

"Jeremy?" He heard the tiniest voice ever, he could even make out the shape of her figure under the light, so fucking beautiful, "Are you there?"

Oh gosh, he wanted to hide right now, but then he said. "I am in the kitchen."

Shuffling of feet, then the flick of the globe, the light shone