Chapter Thirteen

Walking back to the bar I watched Emma sipping from a straw, she had ordered a soda, a clear cream soda. Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the taste of her drink.

Running a hand down my face, i wondered if i was doing the right thing in taking her back to my home

I mean Our home.

Emma was my mate, the other half of me, and I would be damned if i let her get away, I touched her shoulder as I approached. She jerked at my touch yet didn’t pull away.

“Finish your drink and then we’re going.”

“Can I ask you a question?” Her brown eyes were wide as she stared at me.

“Yes,” i said, taking a seat.

“Why now? Why wait a year to put me in this position?”

I smiled. “I’ve finally had enough of our games. You are holding back from me, and that I don’t like. I’ve played it your way and gotten fuck all out of it. It’s time to play it my way, and I’m going to do that now.”

She finished her drink leaving a tiny amount of soda in the bottom.

“Why haven’t you finished your drink?” he asked.

“I have.”