He's My Prince Charming

Chapter 26: You Didn't Just Say That, Surely!

Is it possible to bust your own blood vessels?  I know, why would I be pondering over such a crazy question at this very moment?  That would be because Emmet's neck veins look close to rupturing.  It makes me think about his blood pressure; all this stress must be unhealthy, for sure. 

I was about too ask this very question; however, I feel his anger shoot throughout my veins.  The man seems to forget; I am a working girl, and have a job to return to. Nonetheless, I am smart enough to know this would not be an appropriate time to remind him. No, instead I believe a diversion is the thing to do at this particular moment. This unusual connection can be beyond annoying; nevertheless, helpful in cases like this, which I might add happens more often than one would think.  Honestly, the man was a walking time bomb most days.  I have to give him credit though, if I was feeling the anger and anxiety, he feels I swear I would be going around jump-slapping everyone around me. However, back to my original thought; a diversion is a must, and soon because his dam looks about ready to break. There was only one thing I could do...

I looked into his eyes, letting him feel my desire. His eyes immediately darkened, and he pulled me roughly into his arms capturing my mouth in a ravishing kiss that made my toes curl. Lordy...this man knew how to kiss! Luckily, he had a good hold on me. I would have crumbled to the floor, if he hadn't lifted me up. I suddenly get slammed against the wall.   I hear moaning, and I honestly had no clue if it was his or mine. My hands had finally pulled his shirt free, so I could get my hands on burning skin. Electricity shoots through us like a lightening storm aiming to ignite something.

"Oh, for the love of all that's holy... Can y'all not give it a break?"

My sister's voice was like plunging into ice-cold water; Emmet literally growled at her. I held back a giggle, though my face was bright red with embarrassment. Sarah seems to always do this to us. I heard Emmet grumble in Gaelic; I believe he said something about killing my sister...

Emmet grumbles at Sarah.

"Bloody hell Sarah, how many times do I have to remind you to knock? You do know how, correct?"

"It's my sister's room; I've never had to knock!"

"Are you telling me, that Kylie could walk in your room without knocking when you were married?"

My sister's face turned a little pink; I was about to tell Emmet to leave her alone, but she spoke again.

"Well, now...I can see your point; however, you are not married to my sister. At least not yet, so until then I'm not knocking!"

I groaned, why did she have to bring that subject up?

"THAT'S IT KYLIE; I SWEAR YOU ARE MARRYING ME TODAY!"

I shot Sarah my evilest eyes, letting her know she was in some serious trouble with me. She had the nerve to shrug her shoulders at me. I'm so killing her myself!

"Sarah, go... bug someone else!"

"Hey, I just came to ask if you got my ticket changed, so that we are on the same flight tomorrow?"