Sorry for the delay, but I was in Whistler. I hope you enjoy the new chapter.
Disclaimer: Is there really any point in saying anything?
The sun bathed the chestnut dresser. Everything was in the proper place. But there was something that was not proper. In fact, it hadn't been for the past week.
For how long am I going to have to put up with these new abilities?
For as long as I want.
Emma blinked. Where did that come from? And more importantly, who had said that.
"Who are you?" Emma asked, making sure her voice was a whisper. Although her door was locked, the entire Mutant X team had been watching her very closely for the past week.
Not who, but what.
"I am going crazy," Emma thought out loud. She waited for a response, but none came. Ignoring the mental conversation, she walked into the kitchen. Brennan was busy looking for something in the fridge. Shalimar and Jesse were nowhere to be seen, and Adam was busy in the lab. After sleeping with Brennan, Emma had tried to avoid him.
I've slept with him before. So why is it that I feel so embarrassed? Emma hoped that the mystery voice would answer her, but she was left with her own thoughts.
"How's it going?" Brennan asked, closing the fridge. Whatever he was looking for, he did not find it.
"Um, I'm good. How are you?" Emma looked at her hands, trying to avoid his gaze. She was soon looking at Brennan's shoes. Looking up, she was lost in his beautiful eyes.
"You know, last night was amazing." Brennan wrapped his arms around Emma. She shrugged them off and walked towards the fridge.
"I-I think it would be better if we don't bring that up again. In fact, I think it would be better if we avoided each other. I don't want to cause any problems between you and Shalimar."
"You are not a problem. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me." Brennan walked towards Emma.
"Brennan, I don't want to lose my temper on you, but for the past few months, you have been spending too much time with Shalimar. If I am correct, whatever relationship we had together is now over." With that, Emma walked past Brennan and into her room. She needed a relaxing shower.