Chapter Forty-Three

Emma’s POV

“Don’t you think it’s time you went and woke Ryan and Sammy up?” I asked as I looked at the time on my phone.

“Yeah you’re right,” he said, standing up. “By the way, you look as red as a tomato right now,” he laughed, then went to knock on the bedroom door.

I couldn’t blame him for that last statement to be honest, because my face was still red from laughter because of one of the stories of his childhood that he had just shared. It was one where he had begged his parents to go to a fair when he was about eight years old. He was so excited when he got there that he started eating all things sugar and eventually had a sugar rush. He later got on a Ferris wheel while still high from the sugar rush and attempted to jump off the wheel because he thought he was Superman. Of course, he couldn’t fly, so when he attempted to, his nanny at that time held him back, which caused his pants to go low, exposing his bum to everyone on the wheel and those on the ground as well.

“Hey hey hey