Thread: His Greatest Treasure (Crusade & darkangel76)

A giddiness washed over Emma as she watched Jake walk inside and casually make his way over to the couch. He looked so at ease, so comfortable and confident. She wished she had a fraction of that. Shaking her blonde head, she tried to remind herself that he was her fan, that he admired her writing, what she did. It was hard to believe that with the way he carried himself and the way she tended to feel most of the time. She was still trying to make a name for herself and didn't have that many followers given the infancy of her aspirations. As it was she'd only managed to publish two novels and neither of them were on a best-seller's list. Though, at least the feedback she'd received had been positive, something to urge her on and continue ever onward down the road she'd started to travel. Emma's thoughts drifted as she mindlessly began preparing the tea for herself and Jake. She thought about her parents and how she'd left them behind. It wasn't something she regretted. After all they probably barely even noticed she was gone. Only Jess had followed along with her, telling her that someone needed to keep an eye on her and keep her out of trouble...as if trouble would ever find someone like her! Jess was the one with the colorful life, the one who came across all sorts of people, had a boyfriend here and a boyfriend there. She'd always been the wallflower, that shy friend who sat in the shadows while her friend danced in the spotlight. But, she wouldn't have had it any other way. Jess was always there for her, putting her first and making sure she was happy when she could tell she was depressed. Now didn't she have a story to tell her best friend! Emma's blue eyes blinked when the kettle began to whistle, a soft giggle escaping as she got out some tea bagsdeciding to go with peppermint. Quickly, yet carefully, she poured the steaming hot water, the tea almost immediately starting to steep and swirl. She smiled and set the mugs on a small serving tray. Ready, Emma called out as she walked over to Jake with the tray. Her heart was racing, thumping hard. Thoughts swirling, going over how this moment came to be. She then set the tray down, her hands shaking ever so slightly. Be careful though, she cautioned, glancing Jake's way. It...it's hot. Biting down on her lower lip, Emma stood up and tried decide if she should sit on the couch beside Jake or on the reclining chair across from him. Every part of her wanted to sit closer, to get to know him better, to not let the night end just yet as they were getting to know each other and things were seeming to go so well. But she was nervous. Nothing like this had ever happened to her. This was typically Jess' arena, not hers. Blue eyes glanced back and forth between the two seats and finally, Emma sucked in a sharp breath and went back to the kitchenette. How about something to eat with that tea? she asked, her cheeks burning red as she moved away. Oh, she couldn't be more mortified. Emma raced to the cabinet and got out some cookiesoatmeal raisin, her favorite. She laid them out on a tiny plate and fluttered her eyes shut. Ugh, she was messing everything up. He was so beautiful, so kind...and so right there on her couch! She licked at her lips, her mouth suddenly so very dry. Clearing her throat, she readied herself to face Jake. Now or never. Carrying the plate over, Emma set it down next to tea. I...I hope you like oatmeal raisin, she all but squeaked.