Emily was quiet the entire way up to the older man's room, her arms still holding young Jack in her grasp. She shook her head as she thought back to that redhead who was flirting with the man who called her his girlfriend. That woman would not steal away the first man to care for her and to love her. It just wasn't fair.
She bit her lip as Aaron opened the door to his cabin, and she gave a small nod to him before making her way inside. She set a tired Jack down to the ground, letting him wander off towards his room and get ready for bed.
Aaron watched as the younger woman hesitantly turned on her heels, looking up to him with cautious eyes, her fingers fiddling just before her stomach. "Emily? Would you like to sit?"
Emily quickly shook her head.
"Alright. We can discuss it while standing."
Emily sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, taking a step closer to the older man and looking to him with a pleading gaze. "Please Aaron, don't be mad."
Aaron gave a shrug. "I just would like to know what that was back there."
The younger woman let out a sigh, looking down to the ground as she felt her eyes sting. "You said I was your girlfriend."
Aaron looked to the brunette, nodding his head and giving a small squeeze to her shoulder. "Yes I did. I care about you Emily, and I'd like to take care of you."
Emily quickly nodded her head. "I care about you too, Aaron. That's why I didn't want her taking you from me!"
"Emily, what are you talking about?"
The brunette sniffled, taking the older man's hand in hers and bringing him to sit on the couch on the other side of the room. She held both of his hands in her lap, her fingers ghosting over his knuckles as she hesitantly opened her mouth once more. "My nana and papa took really good care of me when they lived with my parents and I. And then my nana passed away, and papa moved to the states and I had to stay with my parents who tried so hard never to speak to one another unless vital." She looked up to the older man, her eyes watering as his palm cupped her cheek. "I lost almost everybody, Aaron. And now I have you." She shook her head. "I don't want to lose you too."
Aaron wrapped his arms around the brunette woman's shoulders, letting her head rest against his chest. "Emily, I am so sorry about your family."
Emily shook her head. "God took my nana, Aaron. And now Rose is trying to take you!"
"Sweetheart, she was not trying to take me. She was doing her best to be nice while the man she seems to like was dancing with his friend on the dance floor."
The younger woman looked up, her eyes fixed on the brunette man's as his hands made their way to the small of her back. "You kissed her cheek."
Aaron moved the messy curls away from the brunette's eyes, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her forehead. "She said I was lucky to have found a woman good enough for me and my son. I thanked her with a small kiss, Emily. I would never run to her from you." He lay his forehead against the younger woman's, doing his best to wipe away her sadness. "I want you to be mine, Emily. I want you to be with me and share a life with me, not Rose."
Emily parted her lips as Aaron's eyes looked with hers. "I want that too." She gave a whimper as his lips came down on hers, her hands scrunching the material of his shirt. She felt his tongue try and pry her lips apart, his fingers moving themselves to to frame her hips, doing their best to dig themselves through the material of her dress and find the warmth of her skin. The younger woman breathlessly pulled away, her eyes fluttering as Aaron began to press fevered kisses to her cheek and neck. "Aaron wait."
The older man pulled away, looking down to the smaller brunette. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get carried away."
She shook her head, finding a way to catch her breath and putting her hands to the older man's chest. "No its ok." She looked up to him, biting her lip as Aaron's eyes bore heatedly into hers. "I don't think my father would like this."
Aaron smiled, pulling the younger woman closer to him and cupping her cheeks once more. "Emily, your father is not the boss of you. You are a grown woman and you can make your own decisions." His eyes flickered from the brunette's eyes to her lips. "Who is the boss of you, Emily?"
Emily gave a hesitant bite to her lip. "You?" Her eyes immediately squinted as the older man let out a chuckle. "Don't you laugh at me."
Aaron leaned forward, kissing the younger woman's lips as gently as he could. "Its you. Tell me if you want this."
Emily quickly pulled Aaron's head towards hers, fusing their lips together once more with her fingers weaving their way through the older man's dark hair. She gasped, feeling herself being lifted from the couch and place on her boyfriend's lap, her eyes widening when she felt something pressing against her leg. "What is that?"
Aaron shook his head. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to scare you."
The younger woman moved her dress around so she could look down to the lap she was seated on, biting her lip once she saw a tent in the older man's trousers. "What does it do?"
The brunette man gently took Emily's hand in his, and guiding it so her palm was lightly laying over his crotch. "This," he whispered, while moving their connected hands slowly up her dress, hearing the younger woman's breath speed up once their fingers touched her underwear, "goes into this."
Emily felt a weird sensation of throbbing just where the older man's hand held hers, and she quickly nodded her head. She bent down and kissed his lips, whispering against him as her hips moved over his. "I want this."