Chapter 18:
"Alright, fine. If you stop asking me to go out, then I will go out to drinks with you." Emma finally agreed, looking at Graham. He smiled and nodded, collecting his coat and wallet.
"Your car or mine?" He asked, Emma raised an eyebrow at him.
"Did you seriously just ask me that? My car, no question." She said, laughing along with Graham as they walked out to her car. He jumped into the passenger, messing with the controls before Emma even got into the driver's side.
"Stop, why do you do that?" Emma slapped his fingers away, making him chuckle and pretend to be mad.
"Where do you want to go?" Emma asked as they pulled out into traffic, Graham messed with the GPS as he looked for a bar to go to.
"How about this one, Jolly Rodger?" He said, pulling the directions up on to the screen.
"Sounds fun." Emma said, following the directions. They pulled up in front of the bar, there was something about it that looked similar to her.
"You coming, sis?" Graham asked, holding the door open for her. Emma nodded and walked into the bar, straight to an empty booth. It wasn't crowded, only a few people spread out around the bar.
"What can I get for you?" Graham asked, laying his coat next to Emma.
"Whiskey." He walked off while Emma pulled out her phone. There were no messages from Killian, only a couple messages from Ruby about this weekend.
"Here you go." Graham placed the glass down in front of her, sitting down next to her.
"Thanks." Emma said, taking a sip as she looked around the room.
"So…about this morning." Graham started to say, taking a swing from his beer bottle.
"I am not ready to talk about it yet." Emma said, her fingers tracing around the rim of her glass.
"What would you like to talk about then?" He asked, moving closer slightly so that his leg was pressed against her leg.
"Did I tell you about Ruby's new man?" Emma said, trying to keep the conversation light. They laughed and talked like nothing had happened between them. As they talked, moving closer together, not noticing Killian walk through the door.
"Bloody hell." He growled, noticing the two of them sitting in the booth. He tapped on the bar, signaling for his usual whiskey. He sat down at the bar, looking over his shoulder once and awhile to look at Emma and Graham.
"Hey there, sweetie." A brunette sat down next to Killian, moving as close as she possible could to him. Normally Killian would brush off any woman like that but tonight was different. If Emma could got out with someone, why couldn't he.
"What is your name, darling?" Killian asked, turning to the woman with one of his hands on her thigh.
"Milah, you are Killian Jones." She said, looking excited. His jaw tightened when she said that, at this moment he would definitely have left the girl. He hated it when woman knew who he was, they were normally just after money. But once again, he need to get back at Emma for dropping him like trash.
"That's correct, love." He whispered, moving his hand up her thigh so that it was almost on her core.
"Holy hell." Emma growled, finally noticing Killian and some whore sitting at the bar. Graham stopped his story and looked in the same direction, smiling on the inside at the sight.
"He moved on fast." Graham mumbled, pretending to be pissed along with Emma.
"Asshole." Emma growled, drinking the rest of her glass.
"I will get you some more." Graham said, reaching for her glass but she waved him off. She stood up and fixed her shirt so that her breasts stood out more. She walked up to the bar and pretended to slip so that she shoved into the whore, making her spill her drink all over her short dress.
"Whiskey, please." Emma said, ignoring the cuss words coming from the whore as she tried to clean up the mess.
"What the hell, bitch?" She spun around, glaring at Emma. Killian leaned back, staying out of the fight.
"Didn't see you there, you should really go get cleaned up." Emma shot back, placing a hand on her hip with attitude.
"You are such a bitch." Milah shouted, standing up to go to the bathroom.
"What college did you go to?" Emma shouted, making the whore turn back around.
"I didn't go to college." She said, looking confused at the question.
"It really shows." Emma spat out, turning around as the whore cussed her out as she walked to the bathroom.
"Well, someone is a little jealous." Killian said, he looked Emma up and down with lust, spending special attention on her breasts.
"Of that whore? You may have too much to drink." Emma raised an eyebrow at him, taking a sip of her drink.
"If that isn't jealously, then I don't know what is." He shot back, his eyes finally locking with Emma's eyes. She let out a low growl before heading back to the booth.
"Wow, I didn't know you had it in you." Graham praised, but Emma wasn't in the mood for that. She quickly crawled over Graham and straddle him, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. He was taken back by her forwardness but quickly recovered. His tongue tasted her mouth, it didn't feel the same as Killian's but Emma quickly pushed that thought out of her head.
"Bathroom, now." Emma growled, climbing off his lap and dragged him to the bathroom without letting him answer.
"Swan." Killian whispered desperately, he hadn't taken his eyes off her the whole time. She ignored him, glaring at Milah as she walked back to Killian. Killian ran his fingers through his hair, annoyed by the sight of his Swan going with Graham to the bathroom.
"Do you want to get out of here?" Milah whispered, looking into Killian's eyes.
"No, love, I think I will stay here for a while." Killian said, signaling for another drink.