Chapter 67

Eric's POV

As the day quickly broke, revealing silver linings of a new day, I stood in front of the mirror in our hotel room, brushing my hair.

I had finally managed to set a meeting with Joanne at a restaurant, which was a thirty minutes drive from the hotel we were lodged.

I stole a glance at the couch on which Emily lay and my heart ached, especially as I recalled her reaction to confession.

All this is because of that damned leech called Joanne who would not mind her damned business and stay the hell out of my life.

Unable to bear anymore it when she squirmed uncomfortably on the couch, I strode over to her and topped her lightly.

She hummed a little before turning away from me. Her face developed creases of discomfort as she turned again to her side, trying to get more comfortable.

When she did not respond to my little taps, I slowly but surely picked her up, praying she did not jerk awake in my arms.

A small smile rested on my face when she leaned her face into my chest, and a