#Chapter300
/"It bothers me because it’s a sign that you’re anxious, that you’re nervous or upset … I don’t like it,/" he snapped back, sick of feeling like this all the goddamn time, sick of feeling like he should walk on fucking eggshells around her.
/"Oh, so you want me to unleash vulnerable Emma, but only if she doesn’t act nervous or anxious … Makes so much sense./" She seethed. He glared at her, his jaw tensing, fire meeting fire. The sizzle of electric between them causing the air to crackle. He looked away and focused on the road, gripping the wheel hard in an effort to not slam something with his fist. She brought out so much rage in him with so little effort.
