"Five years and that's all you have to say to me?" he asked. Standing so close she could taste his breath.

She wanted to move away from him. But she didn't want him to know just how much he affected her. So she stood right there. She wasn't going to let him intimidate her.


"Well... Is there anything else you want me to say?" she asked 

The side of his mouth moved upwards.

He was smiling? Why the hell was he smiling like that? She thought. She didn't remember saying anything funny.

"You left... Kitty" he said. "I asked you to stay... Begged you to stay... And you left anyways.. With him. And now you come back... Acting like everything is okay between us...?"

There was something about him... She thought. Something about the way he called her 'Kitty' that made her heart flip. He was the only one who called her that. She hadn't even realized how much she missed him calling her that. 

"You shouldn't have gone with him". He said. 

"Oh really? Why not? Because you didn't want me to?" she asked. She was starting to get angry. 

"Yeah that's right" he replied. "And because of what you felt for me -what we felt for each other. When I came near you, you felt an excitement so intense that you ceased to breathe --like you are feeling right now. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you. And that should have been enough to make you stay"

ALWAYS BEEN YOU 

He frowned and raised an eye brow. "Hi" he replied. 


"I'm sorry... Did I interrupt something?" Emma asked. 


"No... I was just getting ready to take a bath...kinda tired" he replied. 


"Oh.... Maybe I will just wait till tomorrow then. Good night" she said. She began to turn around but his hand on her arm stopped her movement. 


"It's okay, Emma" he said. "We can talk now. Is everything okay?" 


"Yes" she paused, then asked. "Are we going to stand out here and talk?". She realized she sounded like she was asking for an invitation into his room and she honestly didn't know if she wanted to go in. So she added quickly. "We could go to the living room". 


He smiled and Emma wanted to hit him. There was nothing to smile about right now. The man just liked seeing her embarrassed. He stepped aside and she walked in. She took a deep breath and turned to face him. 


Chapter Four Hundred and Eighteen