She yawned, her hand resting again this chest as he pulled her closer, one slim leg thrown comfortably over his. "That's not likely something I'll let you forget," she murmured, drifting back to sleep with comfortable weight of his arm around her. She had no idea what this was between them but had convinced herself not to dwell on it but he was here at least three nights a week and then there were the lunches they met for. It was rare that she didn't see him. Still, Emma didn't want to complain. Whatever this was, she liked it. She was, for all intensive purposes keeping herself at somewhat of a distance. While she would've liked to go on holiday with him... She didn't want to become anymore attached to him then she already was.
She was asleep in no time and it couldn't have been that long before her phone was ringing again. Sighing, she blindly reached for the mobile and knocked something off her bed stand. Pushing herself up, hair falling down her back she stared at the number.
"Yes?" She asked, only to be met with girly giggles and laughter. "Ladies. I'm sure you're having fun but I do enjoy my sleep as I seldom get it."
"Can we please speak to I P freely?" The giggly voice exclaimed. "It's quite urgent!"
Emma sighed and disconnected the line. Feeling slightly awake she curled up against Ade. The phone rang again and Emma day up turning on the light.
"This is ridiculous," she groaned, glancing at Ade, "it's coming from the number Clint was using but it's two girls." The phone continued to ring. Stopping and then starting again.