Her own body goes lax, and her hands slide down off me. Finally, I lift my head to see the glazed look in her eyes. I swear her normally bright blue eyes are darker now. She looks sexy as fuck with her blond hair laid out on my pillow and her lips swollen from my kisses.

I open my mouth to tell her we’re only getting started. I want her to come against my mouth this time, but I don’t get the chance. I hear the alarm in my house click off followed by the sound of the front door opening. Shit.

Emily’s eyes go wide. “If that is some girlfriend, I will kill you.” Her mouth settles into a firm line. I know it’s immature, but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I love the jealousy she’s displaying at the moment.

“Damn, sweetness. When did you go get claws?” She glares up at me, not finding any of this funny. It’s not. There is only one person who has the ability to turn off my alarm and unlock my door. My mom.

“Chase.” The second Emily hears my mom’s voice, she tries to free her hands I still have pinned above her head.

“I have to hide,” she whispers.

I free my hold on her before I slip off her to the side of the bed. I really don’t want to get up right now. Not when I finally have her laid out in my bed. But there is no other choice at the moment.

“My days of hiding are over.”

Emily sits up. “What does that mean?”

“You’re about to find out.” I reach out and dig my fingers into her hair to pull her toward me for a kiss. She melts into me.

She’s my girl. Always has been. Always will be.

6

Emily

I will murder him.

That is the only thing I can think of as I stare into the mirror of the bathroom. I was sure I could put my dress back on and tell Chase’s mom, Rebecca, that I had a bit too much to drink last night and Chase offered to pick me up from a party. That’s a logical reason as to why I would be here. But as I stare at myself in the mirror, I know she’s not going to buy that story.