Chapter 70

Emily's POV

"Promise me, Em," he urged. His hands rested on the bed, on both of me, leaving me sitting in the middle.

His eyes were pleading, and for some reason, I felt a strange jealousy overwhelm me.

Why did he care so much about her? Why was he so bent on making change my mind.

As for me, I was not ready to change my mind for anything. Joanne had become my enemy, and there was nothing to promise him.

As he stared at me, a crazy idea found its way into my head as I stared at him.

"Will you prom -"

Slowly, I leaned into him and covered his lips with mine.

He probably figured out what I was trying to do, as his eyes widened, staring at me.

He began to pull away slowly when I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

My fingers slowly traced the outlines of his built torso, which they had itched to touch since the day I had seen him shirtless.

He let out a soft groa