Nathaniel lifted the struggling brunette over his shoulder before heading into the room, his eyes wandering around his surroundings to try and find the ringing phone. He grunted when Emily's head hit into his back, and he quickly threw her onto the bed. "Why are you struggling all of a sudden? Haven't I given you everything you've asked for?"

Emily gave a silent cry as she tried to get her elbows to hold her up on the bed, her feet dangling off the side. "Nathaniel, I'm not trying to struggle. It's not on purpose. I promise you I'm sorry."

"You have to obey me! You know that already. You know the rules!"

Emily looked to the older man as she began to shake her head, sitting straight up on the bed. "Yes Nathaniel, I do know them. That's why I'm not breaking the rules at all." She bit her lip as she looked to the pacing man with innocent eyes. "I would never disobey you."

Nathaniel grunted as he turned to the ivory woman on the bed, his shoulders straightening as the ringing around the room stopped. "Don't you lie to me."

"I'm not lying Nathaniel, I promise."

The older man kept his eyes trained on the brunette who sat just in front of him, her eyes staring innocently into his before that familiar ring entered the air again. "That's your phone?"

Emily nodded as she pointed to the purse on the dresser. "It should be in the center pocket."

Nathaniel took the black purse in his hands before sitting down next to the beautiful woman, his fingers rifling through the pockets. "This is a mess."

Emily grimaced as she saw a tampon stick out of her purse, Nathaniel's amused eyes laying on hers. "Well being a woman, I have almost everything in there that I'll ever need. Including…feminine things. Which, by the way, you were not suppose to see."

His fingers picked out her shiny, black phone and pressed the screen. "What's your password?"

"3-0-9-2."

Once the password was typed in, Nathaniel pressed the green answer button and handed it to Emily. "Remember to act like nothing is wrong."

Emily gave a quick nod before taking the phone in her hand. "Hello?"

"Oh thank God, you answered."

Her dark eyebrows went up into her hairline when that familiar voice entered her ear. "Aaron?"

"Yeah, it's me. Where are you?"

"I'm…at my brother's house."

"Emily, you told me your brother was in Europe with your mother."

The brunette gave a silent curse, feeling Nathaniel's hand slowly rub up and down her back. "Well yeah he was, but he's back now. So I came to the house to welcome him back and make sure everything went well with our mother."

"Emily, you know that you need to call the office before you take off of work."

"I didn't plan it very far in advance, Aaron. I'm sorry, ok?"

"I didn't say I was angry at you, Em. You know tha-"

"Don't call me that." Emily's voice was tinged with anger, her face muscles tightening which surprised the man beside her. "You know not to call me 'Em'. You lost the permission to call me that when you embarrassed me in front of my family and friends."

There was a sigh at the other end of the phone. "Are you still mad at me for that?"

"Mad? You think I'm mad? I'm furious! And I will stay furious with you until you learn to grow the fuck up!"

Nathaniel shook his head before laying a hand on the brunette's shoulder. "Shh. Language."

Emily gave a huff as her shoulders slumped, her tongue coming out to lick her bottom lip. "Look Aaron, I have to go. My brother and I are going to lunch."

"Will you be in tomorrow?"

"I don't know, Aaron. I think I still need some time."

"Emily, it's been months."

Emily shook her head against the phone as she felt Nathaniel grasp her arm. "Goodbye Aaron."