"You know you are starting to test my patience, Em." The words came out as more of a rough sigh of exasperation than frustration. AN agitated hand ruffled through already disheveled locks. Green eyes bore into her baby blue ones—one of the few traits she had gotten from her mother. The same baby blue eyes that used to be filled with such unwavering affection for Marcus were starting to soften once again the longer their gaze remained locked.
The look that the older Vedova Nera cousin fixed her with a stark contrast to the one that leveled everyone around him. It was almost as though a personality switch had been flipped the moment he looked at Emily.
"I know that I am. I believe that you will find it well worth listening to me at the end of everything." Emily continued to press the other, wanting to move them far enough back to put space between them and everyone else in the room.
