C9 NINE

Clyde took a brisk step backwards, letting himself sit comfortably on her bed. "You might want to sit down for this...."

"No, thank you..."

"It's your bedroom, Emma Watson..." He replied with an injured expression. "You should sit..."

"No. I. Don't. Want. To. Sit. On. The. Bed..." She replied firmly. "Or close to you..." She finally breathed.

"Why? You think I'm a monster?..." He was amused