28, Are you using me?

Emma was sitting on Bane’s bed, waiting for him to return from her room. He was refusing to let her go into her room until it had been cleaned and put together again. She didn’t care what Bane told her. He was sweet. Emma had told him what she would like to wear, and she was hoping the outfit was still in one piece.

“It looked to be untouched, so I think it will be fine,” Bane said as he walked into the room, holding a dress bag and her makeup.

“Thank you, I will be quick,” she told him and took the things from him and walked in to the bathroom. Something seemed different with Bane today, Emma thought. She couldn’t put her finger on what. Maybe he was a little uneasy about her sleeping in his bed.

She had chosen her dress because it made her feel powerful and in control. Se suspected she needed that if she was to sit in on this meeting. It was a white, knee-length, bodycon dress with halter nek. The back was bare. Emma felt it had become her signature. She liked the subtle way of s