EMORY'S POV
Geller sat at the edge of the bed, and I found myself settled on his lap, straddling him.
My heart pounded as his gaze burned into me—intense, unwavering. Desperate to escape the weight of it, I pressed myself against him, burying my face in the crook of his neck.
His breath hitched, his hands tightening slightly on my waist. I wasn’t sure if I was trying to hide or if I just wanted to be closer. Maybe both.
I felt his hands leave my waist, gliding up to my shoulders before gently pulling me away. He brushed away the hair covering my body and tucked it behind me, his fingers lingering for a moment. When I instinctively placed my arms over my chest to cover myself, his grip on my shoulders remained firm but not forceful.
"Why would you hide yourself from me?" he murmured, h
