Chapter 234: Be My Girl?
After preventing Emily from saying what she had been about to say after their kiss. Derek had begun to doubt himself. A fact not helped by him not getting any clear signals from Emily.
Had she really been about to say that she was sorry? Did she regret the kiss? Had she enjoyed it? Did she never want it to happen again, or was she open to the possibility of them being something more?
Those were the questions that plagued Derek throughout the days it took to reach Thursday. But try as he might, no matter how many times he stared at her trying to read her mind. Derek could not come up with an answer.
In fact she was playing her cards so close to her chest that by the time Thursday rolled around. Derek had even been unsure as to whether she would come. He had been seriously worried that he would be spending Thursday night alone. Just wasting time staring up at the night sky. His eyes heavy but unwilling to close.
But a few minutes before nine, there had come a knock at the door and Derek had rushed to open it. His heart fluttering when he found Emily waiting on the other side. Her usual bag slung over her shoulder.
He had not wasted any time letting her in, the two of them walking deeper into the penthouse. Not even bothering with pleasantries.
The moment that he had met her gaze at the door. He had known that that Thursday would be different. The two of them had a tendency to dance around issues. Derek knew that. In any other field, in any other situation, they faced things head on. In fact, Derek had been known to go seeking a fight. All in an effort to make sure that it did not catch him unawares.
But when it came to Emily, he often found himself running away from any possibility of confrontation. But that Thursday, just one look into Emily’s brown eyes and Derek just knew that they were going to face things without backing down.
Like it or not, they were going to talk.
It was there in the stubborn set of her jaw, and it was there in the way that she held herself. Her back straight, her shoulders open.
A bit of staff sergeant Molson peeking through.