Better to Ask Forgiveness

Emmett’s smile threw her off. That wasn’t the expression she had been expecting him to make. Her brows furrowed as he spoke, her heart still racing. He had been doing something with Ronin? And Remi scratched his face. Her hands were not difficult to pull down from his face, her fingers curling around his to keep them in her grasp. Phoebe responded to his kiss, pressing her lips against his but still feeling very confused. ”What on earth were you doing? How did this happen?” she said, clearly still very concerned. ”Are they alright?” Now she was worried about Ronin and Remi too! The young midwife left his side for only a moment to quickly gather up the books she had so unceremoniously left on the ground before. Clearly Emmett wasn’t as grievously injured as she had suspected so she had a moment to retrieve what she had been carrying without guilt. ”Well you’re at least coming back to the clinic to get cleaned up and so I can look at those scratches. You don’t want them getting infected.” she said, voice a little tense from the shock of getting so worked up then having little to be worked up about. Phoebe I'll be your shoulder when you cry