Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 16

The closer we came to the party, the more I wished I could be elsewhere. The twins were right behind me, acting like bodyguards. When we reached the front hall, the twins and I joined the people heading toward the back patio, which was now packed with people. As we walked outside, the twin's father spotted us and made his way over. "Emilia, dear, I have people you need to meet. "Without asking, he grabbed my arm and began to drag me away from the guys. I was overcoming the shock quickly. 1 jerked my arm away from him. Clint froge and turned, glaring at me. He reached for my arm again when the guys caught up with us. Josh quickly got in in front of me, blocking Clint from my view. "Dad, Emmys ribs are still healing, and she can't be pulled around like that."

"Stop being so dramatic, Joshua, Patricia said the doctor gave her a clean bill of health, and she is perfectly capable of walking around and meeting people. Ok, that was it. Hearing that my b**h of a mother was spouting off complete lies, I stepped up next to Josh. "Clint, I haven't seen Patricia since I was admitted into the hospital. So, she has no idea what is going on with me. If you had cared to ask, ves, my ribs and arm are broken. The breaks aren't as bad as the doctors first thought. That being said, walking around in heels is uncomfortable. The guys were taking me to sit down when you dragged me off. If there isn't anything else, Im going to sit down. I turned to t to the twins. "Let's go sit. I need eed to get these heels off." I walked off, followed by the twins, leaving a stunned Clint behind us. "Da**n, baby girl, I have never seen

anyone shut down Dad quite

like

helping me remove my heels and sliding them out of sight under the tat." Josh was beaming at me. "Wait until the guys hear about this; they will love it." Leaning down, he quickly kissed me before heading toward the bar. Jake pulled a chair closer and sat beside me, stand up for f more and not myself t it happen. I hope your dad isn't I'mory, lake,

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sat between the twins, and I was almost invisible- another half hour passed with the three of us, joking and talking, ignoring the party going on around us. When I felt the guys stiffen, I saw Clint walking toward us with two other men. One was older, with salt and pepper hair and striking blue eyes. Next to him was a younger man who had to be his son since

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I beg

my dear, pleitont don't stand on my account. It looks like you have been through quite an ordeal." "Thank you, Mr. O'Kelly, I have; it has been an exhausting few days. But

to meet you, and please, I insist you call me Conner."

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you several times." I smiled, motioning for him to sit; he pulled a chair out, sitting down, he greeted the twins. He then turned his gaze on me "Yes, love. I

them being overseas. I got a fascinating message from Mike as we were arriving." He grinned at the twins,

quite an idea in mind. I think you aged him ten years. His gaze traveled down my little black dress appreciatively, making me blush."I think he's trying to call in some favors as we speak to get him and

Mike can't do that, can he? The twins and Patrick all laughed.

Patrick, taking pity on me, reached across the table and patted my hand. Oh love, I would not want to be in your shoes when Mike gets a hold of you." He shook his head, trying to hold in his laughter. "Wha..what do you mean?" I was