Emily POV
"Lana" He nods his head in your direction in some sort of cordial greeting, then his gaze fixes on me, and for the first time in a long while his mouth opens to address me: "Can we talk?" He asks and a celestial coolness comes over me.
He asks and a heavenly coolness blows across my face, feeling victorious that he was the one to make the first move.
"Sure."
"That's it, I'm going to your room. If anyone needs anything just holler" Lana stands up from the seat next to me and grabs the pizza box that still had a couple of pieces left over, walks up to my room up the stairs, and disappears from my vision within seconds leaving Nathan and me all alone.
"Girls' night out, huh?" The brown-haired man comments referencing the open bottle of wine and the glass in front of me.
He sets the small box he brought in his hands down on the table and takes a seat in the space previously occupied by Lana.
"It looks like it" Is all I say.
