Emma's POV
I was getting a little too worried, but I knew I was justified.
Chase had a house he never told me about, and chose the day he proposed to me to move out.
I sat in my bed, trying not to over think. I texted Lily, but she said she was busy. And I could believe that. Her family was gonna know its fate, or had known it already. Things must not be easy on her. So I made a mental note to take some of the stuff Mark got me as gifts to her the next day.
My phone rang, finally, and it was Chase. But it was already five hours past noon.
My mom was back, which means my curfew for ten pm was too.
"Hey babe." He said, treading gently.
"Don't do that." I said. I was really angry with him for leaving me like that. "Chase, this is barely six hours after you go down on your knees, and you're away, somewhere I do not know. Chase, this isn't fair." I said, near tears.
"Emma, I'm sorry." Chase's voice had this effect on me, one I didn't like. I wanted to stay mad at him. I wanted to show him I could get pissed and stay pissed, but my heart wasn't working with my head.
"That's all you've got to say?" I asked him.
"No. Actually." He said. "A ride is waiting for you outside. I'm sorry about how I acted, but if you do decide to come, you'd be giving me a chance to explain why I did what I did. I love you, Emma, you should never doubt that." Chase said, reassuringly.
I cut the call on him, to give him the impression that I was really mad. But I was rummaging my room for essentials that could fit in a small travel pack I had on the shelf.
I packed a couple of things in it haphazardly, and bolted down the stairs.
"Bye guys." I greeted Mark and my mom who were already entwined in each other.
None of them had the clarity of mind to ask where I was headed, so I took the opportunity and ran even faster.
The necklace beating against my cleavage as I ran gave me more drive, to run, run out of Mark's house like they were the walls separating me from my lover.
If that part of my life was in a movie, it would have a dramatic and suspenseful song in the background, and maybe my man would be on the other side ready to catch me as I dash into his open embrace. But the only person who was waiting for me outside was a chauffeur.
I didn't see any car in sight, and I inquired.
"It's right after that corner, Miss Watson." He offered, taking my bag.
I walked fast in the direction he pointed. I nearly tripped over when I saw the limo.
I wasn't dressed for stuff like that. I just had a sports jersey on, with shorts that went. The chauffeur, sensing my hesitation, prodded me. "It's all you, Ma'am." He said, and I gasped.
Prom was two weeks away, and I was only expecting a treatment like that for prom, definitely not before.
"This is a lot." I exclaimed
"Mr Chase had far grander plans. Now please, let's be on our way." He said. And for a moment, I was truly blown away.
Families who resided in the same estate had started Peking from the windows.
I jumped in before I got too embarrassed.
It felt like a very big step into luxury and elegance. It was too good to be true. I felt like I was sinning.
The soft lighting and plush leather seats complement each other so beautifully.
The gentle hum of the engine as we made our way out of the estate felt so exclusive. I felt high class, expensive.
The windows were tinted, and there was a partition between the driver and I.
To my left was a minibar stocked with drinks I only saw in music videos.
Curiously, I served myself from one of the fancy bottles on the rack. The whiskey was a sea blue shade, making it all the more enticing.
"We have arrived, Miss Emma." I heard from the driver's end.
I couldn't feel the engine on anymore, we really had gotten there. I didn't realize I had drunk so much and knocked myself out, or maybe I was just tired.
He opened the door after tapping on it twice, and not getting any response.
"Are you okay?" He asked. I knew he was breaking some sort of protocol, but he was a nice man.
"I didn't know they could be so strong." I confessed, looking at what was left in the glass
"Or you just took too much?" He asked me
We laughed and he helped me out of the car.
The sun was setting already, but even that light was still a little too bright for my eyes.
I saw Chase walking down to meet us. His sun kissed skin shone so radiantly. The sweat on his body glistened as he made his way toward us.
I knew I had gone very red in the cheek when the chauffeur looked away from us both to save my embarrassment.
"Hey babe." He ran and grabbed me, lifting me up.
I was still a little dizzy from the drink.
"He made whatever sign to the man, and we were off into the building.
It was a white duplex surrounded by many trees.
"Are all the leaves on these trees to make up for the barren one on your body?" I joked.
Chase laughed so hard he almost tumbled over.
"I'll redo the tat, soon, hopefully." He replied.
"What if I liked it like this?" I said, running my fingers over his muscles that were jutting out from my weight.
"Then I'll do as you please, my love." And he kissed me. "You've had too much to drink. John couldn't watch you and drink."
"So his name is John?" I asked, seductively.
"Yeah, so?" He was beginning to sound defensive.
"Nothing." I answered quickly and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Do I have to force it out if you?" Chase asked.
We entered his house and it looked extremely beautiful. The decorations were sparse and a little too manly, but it was a nice place.
"Comes with an indoor gym and cinema." He said,
"That's wonderful." I had tears in my eyes, even though I was only half conscious.
"We're gonna have so many kids here." He said, nudging my stomach.
"Am I not supposed to agree to that first?" I asked, teasing him,
"Emma Watson, the love of my life, my soon to be wife, and the mother of my future kids, will you like to have kids with me?" Chase said, with one knee on the floor, recreating what he did in the afternoon.
"You already answered for me." I said, turning my face away.
I expected Chase to be the noble gentleman he was in the afternoon, but that version was gone.
"Really?" He asked, undressing me.
I giggled as he touched me in sensitive areas. We made love everywhere in the house.
"It's all ours, Emma. Please don't be careful." He whispered in my ears.
All my anger and questions flew out of the window.