Chapter 11. Going Home

Emmi's POV

I stay sitting and look at Gunner. He is crazy. That is the only word I can say. He is crazy.

“So, straight home or fun first?” His smile widens.

“Home. I guess if this is going ahead, I need to get ready.” I need time to speak to Jamie and my mum.

“Okay, little kitten, let’s go.” Standing, he grabs his jacket. I walk out with him, watching as he uses the card to go in the lift. In the car, I sit and stay quiet, everything swarming in my head as he drives. “So, you like daggers?” He grins across at me.

“Depends on the dagger, to be honest,” I explain.

“Open the glove compartment, little kitten. You can choose any of them you want.” He nods towards it.

I open it slowly, unsure of what to expect.

“How do you have a dagger, little kitten? It is not something I would expect your parents to give you or allow you to have.” He looks at me questioningly.

I stare at the daggers. How many does he have in the car and why? Laughin