Hot Coffee (The Hollens)

Emma's POV

I walked out of the bedroom and into the living room.

"Excuse me, Sharon. There's something we have to discuss with you," I interrupted her silly excitement but she ignored me.

My patience was running thin.

Ethan arrived beside me.

"Emma, let me handle this," he whispered in my ear.

"No," I stated, taking a stand.

I grabbed the magazine from Sharon's hand and held it behind my back. She looked at me wide-eyed and seemed ready to kill but I didn't move; I couldn't.

"Now that I have your attention, there's something we have to talk about in private, or we can do it here. I don't give a damn but we're going to talk to you now."

I had no idea that I had that in me but lately I had developed a courageous attitude, which I loved.

"Ethan, what's going on?" she asked as she stood up.

"Sharon, lets discuss this in the study. Mrs. Promme, please excuse us," he said.

We followed him into the study.

"Sharon, I'll be calm and collected about this; I would really like to know why the fuck you were tampering with my company's accounts!"  

If that was what he called calm and collected then I wouldn't want to see him when he was angry. His eyes were doing their changes as he leaned against his desk. I stood next to him despite the anger. I knew he wouldn't hurt me.

Sharon stood in the middle of the room. "What is she doing here?" she asked, glaring at me. 

I rolled my eyes at her silly question.

"Don't try my patience. Answer my question!"

"Ethan, I don't know what you're talking about. I wasn't tampering with any accounts."

to my fucking face? You're lucky I'm not

being paranoid."

to pack your shit up! Get your clothes, your heels, your makeup, your hair extensions, and

not going

waved my ring finger in her

this some kind

this is

came up with whole tampering crap to put me out of your house so you could be with

Was

wrapped his arm around my waist. "I love this 'thing'," he

get back at me? Okay, I admit, I did tamper with the accounts, but only once. I don't have an excuse for doing it. I just wanted to see how well the company was doing.

when are you interested in the company's well being? All you care about is money and fashion. You don't even care

and it won't happen again.

felt bad

up and get out," he

said, shaking

I already said you have one hour to pack

you I made a mistake. We're planning our wedding. I brought

you to bring any wedding planner. We're not getting married. I'm going to marry Emma." He sat behind his desk and took some files from the drawers. He threw them at Sharon's feet. "These look familiar?" he asked as

Please

files were to me." He raked his fingers through his hair. "Get out before my inner demons are released. I don't wanna see your face anymore. Get the fuck

off the floor, wiped away her tears and

his face in my stomach and held me closer to

door

I asked him, running my fingers

let out and pulled me onto his lap. He planted kisses on my neck and I giggled

love you," I told him,

you

raised me up and we went

she's actually

corner and through the closets, gathering her belongings and putting stuff it into suitcases. The woman had more suitcases

us and shook her head and continued packing. She was muttering to herself and cursing

on his face

miss something," he