James didn't say a word. Emma had trapped him, and he could only admit his true motives to her since she'd eventually find out why.
Of course, Emma was one heck of an intelligent girl, so she already knew why he had suddenly had this outburst, but it was nice for him to admit it.
"I-I was jealous," he admitted, much to Emma's own amusement.
Emma smirked.
"Jealous? Of what?" She asked, pretending to be oblivious.
James looked around, his gaze landing on the two men he called his roommates. They averted his gaze, trying not to look at the swimsuit-clad girl in his arms.
Emma tilted his head.
"What happened?" She asked worriedly, suddenly worried if something had happened to cause his sudden outburst.
"Two guys wanted to flirt with you and I did this out of impulse," James admitted honestly, not even bothering to lie.
Seeing him like this, Emma thought him adorable. She blushed as she buried her face into his shirt, making sure no one saw her in this state.
