Chapter 30

I kept looking back and forth between them as neither of them moved but all I could focus on was my stomach grumbling for food and my mouth watered at the smell of pastries. Bad timing, Emma. "Uhhh...I'm gonna get some food," I tried to excuse myself, not knowing if Austin wanted me to stay or not. Claire said she wanted to talk with him alone and I felt like an intruder. "Stay," he said in a stern voice, his hands, gripping my waist tightly. "Austin..." Claire started but he interrupted...