Chapter Eight

She looks into his eyes, and she bites her lips, "James we are in a public place", "You don't have to do this".

"Emma", No one can see us. Why don't you want to be with me yet?". It's been two years since we started dating and you don't want to give yourself to me.

"She frowns", I think he is right, but he must not talk to me like that.

"Change your tone and lower your voice", She looked at him seriously though her heart was racing in seconds and guilt was eating away at her in an incredible way, A burning in her stomach was created by the burden of consciousness, she was now playing a dirty game on her boyfriend.

"Since we got together, we have been on something right?" He nods his head in a bad mood. "Then, why do you despair?"

He runs his hand on his head. Emma, " I am a man and blood runs through my veins. I feel and I need those that you don't attend to and you refuse to do so, it is beautiful… the one that has a store that doesn't attend it or sells from it will lose it".