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..."...