Emily Nelson A Simple Favor Novels & Stories

Emily sobbed out of excitement. “Don’t worry, I’ve covered all the expenses.” “You did?” “Yes. Accept that as my apology, I never meant to make you angry.” Emily stepped forward and hugged me tightly. “Thank you so much, Blair, I appreciate this.” Finally! I can now sleep in peace knowing that Emily is no longer angry with me. “He said we should come over tomorrow. And I need a favor from you.” She sat down. “What is that?” I hope this works. “Can you give Alisa to me for just some time? I want to be the one taking her to the therapist and also helping her at home.”

From Eleanor's Garden. Emily had liquidated a small, discretionary fund from their mother's estate. The fund for "beautification projects." "I read the story," Emily said when I called her back, crying. "About the Winter Banana. It's what she would have done. She loved the little, unlikely things. She would have wanted to be a part of this." I could barely speak. Luther, seeing my face, came over. I showed him the screen. He read the memo line, and his stern composure fractured for a single, breathtaking second. He closed his eyes, his throat working. When he opened them, they were bright.

Only a potential friend that she would very much like to keep. "Oh," her husband said as Emily smiled at him. Then, Ian cleared his throat. "Well, in that case, I hope you know what you're doing, my love. I know that Felicity can be a little bit... tricky but I can assure you that she's a kind woman. Perhaps a little lonely and cunning but surely could use a friend like you, Emmy," Ian said as Emily was looking at her husband. Ian was complimenting her new friend, maybe too friendly by his words. But Emily pushed that thought aside.

“I’m just…” Her eyes didn’t leave his. “…returning the favor.” Marcus didn’t smile this time. He watched her. Closely. Because something was off. Very off. “…Returning the favor?” he repeated slowly. Emily didn’t look away. “Yes.” Simple. Too simple. Marcus leaned forward slightly. “You’re not making sense.” Emily tilted her head. “Am I not?” Her tone stayed calm. But her eyes— Her eyes were different. Cold. And Marcus noticed.

Daisy cheered, yelling ecstatically on her bed. " I personally think, you can get any man you want with this look, why not go for Nicholas Hewitt, your boss, he's a big shot " Emily advices with a serious look on her face as she dropped the spoon filled of cereal with milk back into the bowl and turned to face the camera well. " In as much I'd hate to admit girl Em, is right, go for Nick, he's really a big shot and he's not her boss, they are partners in business, dummy " Daisy conceded nodding her head positively, totally into the idea before correcting Emily and I chuckled.

I didn't like the fact that this was beginning to sound like an interrogation. “I’m here to assess Nathalie,” I said flatly. Emily’s expression shifted. “Oh,” she said quietly. “Yeah.” Another pause followed. Then I looked at her. “What are you doing here?” I asked. She smiled slightly. “I’m doing my brother-in-law a favor,” she said. I frowned. “A favor?” She nodded. “Looking after his pet.” “Pet?” I repeated, looking surprised. Emily laughed softly. “Not that type,” she said quickly, waving her hand slightly.

“I just wanted to tell you. You seemed to be relaxing here so you can stay outside for a little while longer. You should just know that we’re tentmates in advance.” “Oh, okay, thanks.” “Also,” she apparently wasn’t done. “I hope it’s okay for me to say this but, I noticed you’ve been alone the entire day. Did you come alone? You don’t have any friends here?” “Well, no,” Emily scratched the back of her neck. “My best friend-“

I asked. Jason's hand tightened around mine and I’m sure that didn’t go past Emily. She looked at Jason and then smiled. “Don’t worry Jason, I won’t hurt you. I just want to have a word with your new mommy now,” she told him. “What do you want Emily?” I asked again. She brought her head up and instead of having that smug look on her face, she looked serious. Pretty too serious. “I want to ask for a favor from you,” she started.

Wilson came into the apartment an hour later carrying two burgers. He looked at Alex’s face once and nodded knowingly and handed him one . “So… is this the ‘you got publicly humiliated’ meal or the ‘she did you a favor’ meal?” Alex glared and took a big bite of his burger. “A favor,” he replied, mouth full. Wilson let out a semi loud laugh Alex’s phone kept buzzing long after. One message. One call. One voicemail. All from Emily. Alex stared at her name flashing for the fourth time.

Nathaniel said angrily before he got out of bed and left the room slamming the door. Well that got him worked up very easily, Rosalyn thought to herself. She sighed as she changed out of her outside clothes to some yoga pants and a camisole. She loved Nathaniel, hard, but she also wanted a child of her own. Not anytime soon though. ******** Grandma Linda gasped as she saw Emily walk outside. She was still a bit distraught about what she heard about Rafael and now she was staring at a ghost. “Don’t stress, grandma. I’m alive,” Emily said to Linda.