Chapter 55

Emma’s POV

“You sound like there’s a lot there.” I said, pointing to his heart. “Wanna let it out?” I asked.

“Let’s see how far this booze talks.” He replied to me.

“I don’t want the booze.” I said, looking him in the eye. “I want you. I want you to talk to me, Chase.”

“He’s not who you think he is.” Chase said.

“You’re not one to tell me that.” I replied to him.

“Well, true.” He poured another cup and continued.

“How much do you want to know?” He asked. His pupils were already lazy, and he could barely look straight.

“Everything.” I replied, walking towards him.

I sat on the bar table in Mark’s room, and looked straight into Chase’s eye.

“Do you think I’m innocent?” He asked, with a surprisingly straight face.

“No.” I replied, laughing, “you most definitely are not.”

“That’s a good start.” He said, right before pouring another cup.

I snatched the bottle off the table and tucked it behind me.