Chapter 88. No Way

Emma’s POV

How the hell would I tell my overprotective brother and overprotective mate that I wanted to see Sienna and Samuel?

They would go insane.

“Eat, Emma.” Andrew’s stern voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

I looked down at my plate and took a piece of toast into my hand.

“What were you thinking about, baby?” Logan asked softly as he placed a hand on my back.

I looked at him and bit my lower lip.

Should I ask them? I probably shouldn’t. I knew what they would say.

“Emma?” Logan called my name worriedly. “What’s wrong, baby?”

Andrew growled, reaching out and taking my hand in his.

“Nothing’s wrong.” I said, trying to calm them down. “I just have a question.”

“Fuck, Em.” Andrew mumbled, squeezing my hand tighter. “Don’t do this to me.”

“Sorry.” I mumbled, giving him a small smile.

Andrew lifted my hand and kissed it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“What question, baby?” Logan