Emily's Pov:
Um, what?
Did I hear him right? No. Wait! Maybe I was hallucinating!
"What do you mean?"
He looked at me, maybe contemplating his own words, or maybe preparing to rephrase his sentence.
I expected him to explain. Or elaborate on it. Instead, he left my hands to pay for the dinner leaving me to dig holes into my ear to assure myself if I heard him right.
We were walking silently on the road and Edward was keeping a slow pace behind me, talking something with Michael. I had this sudden enlightenment that maybe I had been walking too much for my first date when we could always travel by car.
I heard some shouting followed by rustling and dangling of keys and I found myself, in a minute, leaning behind some car, peeking to see the cause of the commotion.