Shattered Girl (Emmy) novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108 

Once we got 

t to our wing, we went to our rooms to unpack. Since it was such a quick trip, it didn’t take me long to pile my dirty clothes in the laundry hamper and put my toiletries away. When I returned to the living room, Jake was sitting on the couch, flipping through the channels on TV. I sat down next to him, flung my arm around his shoulders, and gave him a very loud, wet kiss on his cheek, hoping to make him laugh. He snorted at my antics, and I grinned at him, happy to see him return my smile. 

“Let’s order some dinner while the others unpack,” I told Jake, jumping off the couch and going to the kitchen drawer where I knew the menus were kept. I led them all out and searched through them until I found several that sounded good. I b ught them back to Jake, and he picked out a sushi place I hadn’t tried yet. 

Jake pulled up the delivery app, entered our order, and then bellowed down the hallway that dinner would be here in 45 minutes. 

“Oww,” I said, rubbing the car. 

“Sorry, sweetheart,” Jake blushed, pulling me close and kissing me. 

“It’s okay, so what did you want to watch?” I asked, reaching for the remote as fake tried to hold it out of my reach. Af ra quick game of keep–away, 1. grabbed the remote and smirked at him. 

* Just for that, I’m choosing the movie we watch.” I grinned, pulling up the roma 

romance category on TV 

“Noo,” Jake groaned. 

“What’s wrong?” Josh asked as he and Mike joined us in the living room. 

“Emmy has the remote, and she said we have to watch a romance movie for dinner,” Jake complained. 

“The more you complain, the sappier the movie will be,” I threatened, laughing hysterically at the horrified looks on the guys 

“What’s going on?” Drew asked, coming out of his room. Pa ick was the last to join us, just as I explained our game of remote keep–away and my choice of a romantic movie with dinner. Th ust have spotted the look on Jake’s face because they both quickly agreed that whatever I wanted to watch was fine 

with me. 

Jake started to voice another complaint, and I giggled. It i st got more romantic, “I teased. 

“Now, honey, you can’t be serious.” Mike pleaded. 

“Yep,” I grinned. 

I continued to tease them, selecting the most romantic movies I could find and reading the descriptions out loud. Whe he alert sounded that our food had arrived, Jake ran down to get the bags, and I picked an action movie that I knew had some romance in it as well. 1 cu dn’t wait to see Jake’s 

reaction. 

Jake returned loaded with bags of food, Josh and Drew took some of the bags to help him while Patrick brought in plates from the kitchen. While the others set out the sushi trays, Mike pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around me. 

“Will you cuddle with me tonight, honey?” He whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. 

“Of course I will, any time you want,” I told Mike. “But I need to sit up so I can eat,” 

can. You need to keep your strength anyway,” Mike teased as I sat up straight and accepted the plate lake handed me. 

*Fine, I guess 

s you can. 

“Yes sir, I will make sure 1 do that,” I teased Mike, snickering when he groaned and had to adjust himself. 

“Eat your dinner, brat,” he scolded playfully as he filled his plate. I hit play on the movie once everyone was settled with their food. 

“Thank god,” lake sighed when the movie title appeared on the screen. 

“You’re welcome,” I told him as I tried to juggle a piece of sushi into my mouth. Damn chopsticks–I have never learned the trick to using them gracefully. 1 was either dropping the piece as I tried to get it into my mouth or destroying it when picking it up. I groaned in frustration when the pice I had finally picked up fell before I could get it into my mouth. Glaring at the chopsticks, I put them down and picked up the sushi with my fingers. The others chuckled, and I gave them a dirty look, but Mike took pity on me, leaning over and picking up a piece of sushi off my plate with his 

laguicks 

open up, honey, the said, placing the sushi in my month. 

1 feel like a baby bird, I grumbled as Mike continued to feed me a piece at a tine, making me tilt my head further rach time