"Who the hell was that?" Jay asked turning around to face Emma.
"Peter's grandmother." She said with a grin.
"That's his grandma, but yet she warned you not to go out with him?" He asked, scratching his head.
"Well I didn't say she liked the little creep very much now did I?" She said kissing his nose and walking around him to go into the bedroom.
She looked around at the mess that was inside it.
She walked over to closet and started taking out her clothes.
Jay just stood there, not really knowing what to do. He walked over to the dresser and started opening the draws and looking for anything that looked like it might belong to Emma.
He found her underwear and bras, and started putting them into a box when he noticed one thing that looked a little out of place. He held it up and looked at, then turned to where Emma was.
"This Peters or yours. Cuz I'm going to be one happy man if it's yours." He said with a grim.
Emma turned to look at what he was talking about and gasped when she saw he was holding up her pink satin and lacey teddy.
"Jay, put that down. And yes it is mine, but I'm wearing it." She told him sternly.
"And why the hell not?" He asked a little shocked, and disappointed at the same time.
"Because, Peter got it for me for HIS birthday and expected me to wear it. I told him I wasn't going to wear that trashy lookin thing, so he might as well return it. But he said he would get me to wear it some day." She said trying to get it from Jay.
"Oh come on baby, do you have any idea how hott you would look in this thing?" He asked her wiggling his eye brows, lifting the teddy above her head so she couldn't take it from him.
"I don't care how hott I would look it, I'm not wearing it." She shouted punching him in the stomach and grabbing it out of his hand when fell forward to clutch himself.
"I thought you wouldn't sleep him?" He asked when he finally recovered from the unexpected blow to his stomach.
"I wouldn't. I liked Peter, but I didn't love him enough for that." She said as she started packing her nick knacks.
Jay looked around, slightly confused.
"But you did it with me, twice." He exclaimed stupidly.
"Yeah…and?" She asked raising an eye brow at him as she left the bedroom to get her bath room stuff.
He looked at the back of her, and then jumped up and ran down the hallway after her.
"And, what does that mean? Does that mean that you loved me enough to do it, or was I some sort of pay back to the little creatin?" He demanded.
"No Jay, you weren't pay back, and I didn't do cuz I LOVED you, past tense I did it cuz I love you, present tense." She said, blushing a little as she said it.
Jay grabbed Emma hard and turned her around to face him. She tried to protest against being so forcibly handled, only for him press his lips to hers and kiss her passionately. When the kiss ended due to lack of oxygen, she looked up at him panting.
"What was that for?" She asked, trying to catch her breath.
"You said you loved me. Alex never even said that to me. Amy did, only because she thought I would want her for it, but it didn't mean anything." He said looking at her softly.
"Well, I meant it, because I do love you. I think I have for awhile now. That's why it broke my heart when you left." She said looking down playing with her hands.
"I'm still so sorry for that, too." He said hugging her tight.
"OK, well, lets get this done so we can go and get some lunch. How does that sound?"
"Sounds like a plan to me." He kissed her again quickly and went back to the bedroom.
An hour later, all of Emma's stuff was packed and loaded into the back of the truck. When they were pulling away, Peter and Darcy were pulling up. They looked at them with their mouths open and watched them drive away. Emma waved to them, hoping this would be last time she had to see either of them.