I had become more jaded and couldn’t help but regard everyone seated at the Council’s table with a hint of suspicion. My paranoia seemed to be in ...verdrive and the thought that everyone before me wanted to obtain something from me refused to leave my head.I had left these halls with a positive outlook regarding my experiences as an Untethered, with the promise of power and adventure, and all of it had been thrown out of the window as soon as Emma confronted me outside the doors of the. He watched her, only shrugging and grunting in answer to her question.She continued stirring the soup, chicken cheese chowder, looking at him out of the corner of her eye, admiring the way his green argyle sweater pulled over his shoulders and across his chest.He was propped on the kitchen stool, one elbow on the counter, sipping a glass of water and watching her. HER glass of water.Giggling, she turned back to the stove, turned the temp down low, set the spoon on the rest, and put the lid on. Hers were a bluff."Boo!" I barked as I lunged at her.She squealed and fell off the bed."I'm leaving now," I said. "Come kiss me good-bye."She didn't move so I did, grabbing a handful of hair and slowly lifting her to her feet. Her hands were wrapped around my wrist to support her weight. I pushed her back on the bed, pinning her body with my weight, and holding her hands over her head in one of mine. I was between her legs again, a fact she noticed."I'm going to have you. I'll be between your. I offered a smile to him before settling myself down into a chair and he did the same, however we didn’t bother to look at the menu, just looking up at our waitress who knew exactly what we wanted and turned back to conversation. ‘You know Ana, staring at your clock doesn’t make it move faster.’ He teased, causing a blush to form on my cheeks. ‘Well thanks, Craig. I appreciate that.’ I jostled back, shaking my head as my long blonde hair fell into my eyes, only for him to brush it away. There.