#Chapter183
/"Hmmm. I don’t know, Emma, am I? The woman I want a life with tells me she doesn’t actually fucking want it with me./" His anger rises at the closure of his sentence, his husky voice turning more to a growl. Deathly venom lacing his tone. That stubborn, impulsive, logic clouding his normally quick brain.
/"I never said that … I said not yet, there’s an enormous difference./" My resolve is crumbling and some sort of weary feebleness creeping over me. I was used to Jake’s crazy violent temper when I was his PA, but I’ve never seen it as his lover. Right now, I don’t know how to react or calm him.
/"Why not yet? I know how I feel already. If you don’t feel the same way after everything, then I doubt you ever will./" He slams his case shut and yanks it toward him to zip it up. The strength in the way he savages it is almost enough to snap it off.
