EMMA’s POV :
“You want me to go to the dance with Tyler. Fine. I said yes to him,” I announced as soon as Ian opened his apartment door.
“Okay, come in?” he gave me a puzzled look but I just shove past him.
“What’s going on, Ian? Why did you tell me to go to the dance with Tyler? Are you having second thoughts about us?” I just spilled all my thoughts out as soon as I walked into the living room.
“Whoa, slow down,” he said as he closed the door.
“Tell me. Honestly,” I pressed again.
He looked at me like I was an amusing sight. He smiled a soft smile and reached for my arms, but I backed away quickly.
“Baby girl,” he said softly, his hand reached for my face and he said, “I am not having second thoughts about us,”
“So, what is it then?”
He let out a deep
