Chapter Twenty-Four

Liam’s POV

“Well?” I asked, urging her to speak. “Do you have a problem with my friends coming over?” I asked again.

“I don’t have any issues with your friends coming over, Liam,” she said, grabbing a piece of bacon and munching on it. “It’s just that earlier, you mentioned it was just Ryan who was coming over. Now, you’re saying two other people are coming as well,” she said, looking between me and the bacon in her hand.

“Okay, so?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Forget about it, Liam,” she said, rolling her eyes at me in a dismissive manner then standing up. “I don’t want to talk about it,” she continued, walking over to the kitchen door.

“Emma,” I called out her name, grabbing her hand, and stopping her in her tracks. “I don’t appreciate your attitude. Fix it,” I warned.

“No way you just said that to me,” she replied, scoffing.

“I’m serious, Emma. I expect you to respect me,” I said, letting go of her arm.

“First of all, don’t ever grab me like that again, and secondly, what’s