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“Stop!”
Our heads turn Emily’s direction to find her standing only feet from us, tears in her eyes that are more angry than sad.
Rage paints a pink color over her pale cheeks, her crimson hair falling in waves down the sides of her face, her lips a thin line of disapproval as she keeps her narrowed stare locked directly on me.
Like I’m the problem here.
Like I’m the asshole who isn’t playing fair.
Like she’s the queen that holds the leash of two dogs going after each other.
She might as well have yelledsitandstayfor the way she just gave her order.
“Let Damon go.”
I cock a brow at that because normally I’m not one to follow commands. When I don’t release him immediately, she raises her voice, that seductive fire inside her making itself known.
“I said let him the fuck go!”
My hand spasms when it opens, and I take a step back, my right arm lowering slowly as I meet that turquoise stare, basically daring her to step toward me.
Her eyes abandon mine to shoot across to Damon. “Get out.”
“Red-“
She doesn’t scream at him like she did at me.
“I won’t tell you again.”
I’m almost laughing at her behavior.
Who the hell does this woman think she is walking in here and ordering us both around?
When Damon leaves without another word, my brows shoot up my forehead in surprise.
I won’t lie.
I’m actually a little impressed.
Somehow Emily has managed to get us both under control, and I have no idea how she’s done it.
Ten years.
Ten fucking years since we’ve really spent time with her and we’re still both bowing at her feet.
So many people consider this girl weak, but they have no idea about the strength inside. She acts so damn prim and proper, so delicate and well-managed, so meek and mild until that temper blows, and then she’s snapping orders and shaking the walls down around her.
Damon and I both listen when she makes her demands.
And maybe that’s the problem.
Maybe that’salwaysbeen the problem.
Maybe I should snap my leash and finally stop listening.
“You should get out, too,” I tell her as I turn and walk over to my bed.
Dropping my weight on the mattress, I lean against the pillows and tuck my hands behind my head, my ankles crossed like I’m fully relaxed without a single fuck to give about walking in on the woman I love making out with my goddamned brother.
