Emily Warner
“Oh my god! Jake! What are you doing here? By the way, did you cut your hair? It looksgood. Also, can you tell Danika to return my salad spinner? Not that I would ever use it but it belongs to me. I like it when people come in my kitchen and see a salad spinner. They will probably think ‘oh she eats healthy and probably is’-““Emily, this sounds like a lovely story but we are in a complicated situation.” Jake says as he looks at me with disbelief and amusement.“I will tell you about it later but what are you doing here?” I ask him as I put my hands on my waist, eyeing the gun in his hand.“Okay, only one of us here is in the wrong place right now and I can bet a million bucks it’s not me, so maybe I should be asking the question.” He says as he looks around while keeping an eye on me.“Oh my god! Are you in the drug mafia too?” I ask him as my eyes widen. “Mafia? How do you know about that?” He asks with shock evident oEmily WarnerI felt a blinding pain in my head as I slowly tried to open my eyes, everything in my sight was blurry. I rub my eyes to finally make sense of my surrounding to see an old man sitting in front of me. I looked around to see a place much similar to the FBI questioning rooms I’ve seen in movies.“Hello Emily Warner, is it?” He says in a friendly voice as I see a file with my name on it.“It looks like you probably have my whole biography on my hand. Are all files supposed to be so small?” I ask, being thoroughly unimpressed by the one page file in front of me.“No, they are actually around 10 pages long. You seriously have had nothing going on in your life ever. I actually double checked the file and asked my assistant where are the other-““Okay I get it!” I say with gritted teeth.“Like I actually felt a little sad.” This son of a bitch, “Now back to why you are here.” He says making me sit up straight.“I ha
Emily Warner“I am sorry but is ignoring me really the going to solve anything?” I ask for the tenth time as we walk to my apartment. It was 9 pm. They kept me at the headquarters for a few hours almost boring me into keeping my mouth shut.Finally, after asking billions of unnecessary questions, Frank asked Lucas to drop me home and make sure I am in a safe environment.But Lucas was mad at me, like really mad. He is acting as if he doesn’t even know me. I guess I might have crossed a big line here but I don’t know how to make things right now.“Fine! Don’t talk to me, I am crazy I’ll talk to myself…..Lucas please just listen to me.” I say as I pull his big arm, trying to make him stop as he opens my apartment door.“Why should I listen to you? Not like you ever listen to me.” He says in tone which makes the hair on the back of my neck stand.“I am sorry-““No, you are not. Since the minute I met you, I’ve been warning
Emily Warner“So are you going to find me a man?” I ask him as I laugh.“No but just how to maybe end up with the right guy because let’s face it, you run towardstrouble. Hank and then me, it’s like you can’t seem to fall for a man that’s normal.” He jokes making me laugh, the tension in the air goes away as I switch on my phone quickly.“So I will tell you which guy to approach and how to identify what they want and what their intentions are regarding you. Of course, we will work a little on your self-esteem and help you grow.”“Help me grow?” I ask him as I raise my eyebrows, “What’s that supposed to mean?”“Well, you know when a guy doesn’t treat you with respect and doesn’t treat you the way you would want him to treat you? Are you with me?” He asks as he speaks slowly as if I am too stupid to understand him.“Yeah, I am with you.”“So instead of trying to manipulate him into treat you well, you leave immediatel
Emily Warner“I feel like we should reconsider Paris.” I say as we scroll through online dating profiles. Lucas was surprised when he learnt I haven’t tried online dating and laughed unnecessarily loudly when I said I wanted to find love in the old fashioned way.I was about to argue with him but then he asked me ‘where has that ever gotten you’ rendering all my arguments shut.I hate how well he knows me.“Emily, I cancelled the tickets two days ago, its done now, move on.” He says as swipes left for the umpteenth time.“What the hell? That’s the third cute guy you rejected!?” I yell when I realize he hasn’t swiped right even once.“Well, cuteness works with casual things, not when you want something permanent.” I finally breathe out as he swipes right on the first guy.“Okay once you go out with him, half an hour into the date I will approach you like we are colleagues or something so you can tell me how he date is goi
Emily Warner“Lucas.” I say, making him groan as without a warning, he buries his head in my neck making each and every hair on my body stand.“Don’t forget me, okay?” He mutters as I feel him peppering a few kisses on my neck, “It is killing me to even think of another man touching you.” My head falls back as the pleasurably assault on my neck and chest continue as his hands pull my hips into his, making me feel his body heat.“I am still yours, Lucas.” I say as he looks up at me with so many emotions in his beautiful eyes.“You are so beautifully innocent, raw, passionate, kind... you are everything I can never be. Just remember even after I leave, don’t try to change your appearance or yourself at any point. Yes, you are terrifying, sometimes strange and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how tolove.” He says as I feel tears welling in my eyes.I always thought I was unlovable, I felt like I’ve manipulated my way into ma
Emily Warner“When we were on the brink of our breakup, we used to have a lot of arguments, so once when I told him that I am mad at him, he said ‘no, you are mad at yourself.’ I was like ‘fair enough’ and then we broke up.” I tell him about my last break up and he just shakes his head while parking the car.“I asked you what the time is but okay.” He says as he gets out of the car and opens the door for me.“Why am I wearing a dress? I usually wear a funny t-shirt, it a great way to keep a conversation going.” I ask him and he pursues his lip, not wanting to answer because he know he’ll end up hurting my feelings.I feel like he does that a lot.In his defense, literally anything can make me cry.On big events or days, I have to pre-cry so I don’t end up getting overwhelmed and bursting into tears at the worst moment.These are just a few techniques I have developed over the years.“Okay, so he’ll be here soon
Emily Warner“So what brings you to the dating sites?” I ask trying to change the subject.“Just trying to get to meet new people, I guess.” He says as the waiter comes in to take the order.I remember Carter telling me that’s code for a guy when he wants to have casual sex. But Jacob said on the dating profile that he was looking for someone to date?“So, what do you do?’ I ask as the waiter leaves after taking our order.“I am a lawyer but I am also a part time scuba instructor.” He says nicely but it wasn’t the same anymore.“I know a lawyer joke.” I say as I was about to tell him one.“Yeah I hear a lot of those.” He interrupts, probably not wanting to hear the lawyer joke, as he laughs along a little too just to be polite.Wow this is so awkward, but still won’t be in my top ten worst dates.This goes on for a while as I could feel myself almost ready to get up and just run away. Every minute passi
Emily Warner“Oh my god! Mom!” I say as I hug her, “How long have you guys been standing here?” I ask as I hug her and she smiles and I see my father standing behind her.“Just 15 minutes, the security guard said you are not at home so we have to wait.” She says and I nod as I feel nervousness creeping inside me.Carter was at home.“Where were you?” She asked me as she embraced my hair. “Uh-““On a date probably.” My father jokes laughing at his own joke. I flash them a sheepish smile as I lead them in my building to my apartment.My mother is an angel, my father is… well… not an angel.I wouldn’t say that he bullied me, but he likes making fun of me, he enjoys making jokes and laughing at my expense.I played with my fingers as the elevator rode up, I wish Lucas wasn’t at home, I have no idea how I would explain his presence in my apartment.“Sorry to show up unannounced but we haven’t talked in a month, w