Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 117

When our order was ready, I danced happily in my seat, and Patrick passed me my caramel vanilla mocha, Josh groaned.

Baby girl, that is a lot of sugar,"

*Not as much as I normally add." I told him

him, giving him my sweetest smile.

Jake chuckled before pulling me as close as the seatbelt would allow him to, while Josh just shook his head and turned to face forward in his seat. My giggle turned into a moan as I took my first sip of coffee. All three guys groaned, and I smiled before taking another sip. It wasn't long before Patrick was pulling into the garage, and as soon as we entered the house, I could feel the difference. Even with four of us here, the house was too quiet. I grabbed the remote and turned on the reruns of an old sitcom, hoping the added noise would make me feel better. We sat around watching an episode, but none of us even smiled.

"This is ridiculous. Let's grab some lunch at the diner, and then we can go to the mall and pick up a few things." Before I could say anything. Josh was pulling me to my feet and slapping my ass, which propelled me

to the far end; I followed behind him, sitting in the middle. Jake and Josh looked at the remaining seats and started a game of rock-paper-scissors to see who would sit next to me. I giggled at the guys' competitive streak. When Jake

our table, staring at the twins for longer than I liked. When I cuddled into fake and kissed him, the waitress glared at me before stomping to refill someone else's drink. I stayed wrapped around [ake while all three teased me until I pointed out that they would act the same if they saw another guy staring at me like the waitress had been staring at Jake. That statement resulted in all three guys growling that I was theirs,

table. She ignored the mess and focused on Patrick, taking her time to lean over the table to set his plate in front of him, making sure he had a good view of her breasts. A look of anger swept over Patrick's face; reaching over and taking my hand, he pulled our linked hands into view, resting them on the table. I'm taken. Just set our food down and leave," he said, his voice

who still had his arm around me. "What a slut," she hissed, glaring at me. I sucked in a

was on his feet in seconds, towering over the waitress, anger radiating off him. Get away from our girlfriend, and don't return to our table. I will be speaking to the manager and owner about this." He growled. With a huff, the waitress stomped off. When she was gone, I took a shaky breath and swiped at my eyes. Josh took one look at me and turned, heading for the front of the diner in

a petty, jealous girl, and it doesn't matter. We love you, and that will never change." Patrick said, tilting my head

family. Ignore the petty, jealous people. We love each other and are doing nothing wrong." I gave him a trembling smile, and he leaned forward, kissing me hard. I whimpered against his lips and then blushed at such a public display. When I glanced up nervously, no one

after today, and Dave, the owner, sends his deepest apologies for her behavior; he comped all our meals so we can box them up and eat them at home. Then we are going to do some shopping online for you." He told us all this while

out to