C40 Chapter Fourty

Chapter Fourty

Jemima's POV

We sat cosy on the sofa by the flames, our features illuminated by the flickering light, the only one in the room.His arm resting behind my head, my half on his lap.We sipped our wine silently as Drake was still mad at me after Matt called.

"The pasta and meatballs were delicious..." I tried to converse but he just remained silent