Chapter Six

EMILY

In the morning, I tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen slowly, afraid I’d have to face Seth. I’d spent half the night thinking about his naked body and the next half constructing scenarios of how the conversation would go.

The bottom line is, I hadn’t slept much. I had to dab some concealer and the pressed powder to hide my tired eyes. It was a good thing that my makeup skills were at a pro level. My winged liner had game.

I rounded the corner and walked into the kitchen stealthily.

But this was my house, so why was I walking like a burglar?

Seth was nowhere in sight. Then I remembered he usually went to school early because of the Ice-hockey practices. Their season was coming up soon so that meant he would be busy in the games again.

The aroma of fresh food wafted from the kitchen island. There was some food left on the counter covered in saran wrapped plates and bowls.

I removed the foils caref