Fated

Chapter 16

When they got inside the hostess walked them to a secluded table near the back of the restaurant, once seated Jason ordered wine, while Emma looked at her menu.

"Jason this is fabulous. It's beautiful, the flowers, this really it is so beautiful. I love you Jason, so much." Emma said when the waitress walked away leaving them alone.

"I love you to Emma, I love you so much. And none of this is as beautiful as you, doesn't even come close." Jason said while he took Emma's hand in his.

They sat there in silence while they decided what they were going to order for their meal. They waitress came back and they ordered, Emma getting a five cheese pasta, and Jason getting lasagna. The waitress took their order and then left them again. Emma was nibbling on a slice of the bread that the waitress had brought to the table when they heard Emma's phone ring from inside her black clutch that sat on the edge of the table. "You should look and see who it is, it may be the boys." Jason said with a slight frown to his face.

Emma looked at her phone and saw that it was Taylor calling her. Why Taylor would be calling her, they had nothing to say to each other. Emma silenced the phone and placed it back in her clutch and looked up at Jason who had a puzzled look on his face. "Well who was it Em? It better not have been that Pete guy. I swear to god if it was I'll kill him."

"No it was not Pete it was someone else. No one important or that I want to talk to. I have nothing to say to Taylor and I do not know why she called in the first place." Emma said as she went back to nibbling on her slice of bread as if nothing had happened. Just when Jason was about to say something the waitress brought their food, leaving no room for him to say anything to Emma.

As they ate Jason thought about the name that Emma had said, it sounded familiar, he vaguely remembered Logan saying something about how Emma's childhood friend's name was Taylor but that they didn't talk anymore. Though he could tell by the way Emma said it that part of the conversation was over, he would just have to ask Logan about it later. He looked up from his plate and saw Emma looking at him as though he had two heads. "Emma are you ok? You look a bit lost."

"I am fine, you just looked so deep in thought and I was wondering what you were thinking about, that's all." Emma said as she went back to eating her pasta. Throughout the rest of dinner they talked of what Emma was going to do since she had come back. "I do want to find a job; I hate sitting at home and doing nothing. But I think I will wait to do that till after mom is gone, plus there is so much to do at the house. I want to be home to spend time with her; I have not seen her since my dad died. I want to work on the gardens, to get them back to what they were before; mom would work in them for hours making them perfect."

"What kind of job do you want to get, you said that you had a MA in journalism, you could try and get at the local paper." Jason said as he scraped up the last of his food off his plate as though he would never eat again.

"I used to work there when I was in school. I talked to the editor the other day on the phone and he said that they would love for me to come and work for them when I was ready that I always have a job with them. So that part of everything is taken care of. I'm just worried that when mom is gone that I won't be able to be what Logan needs me to be. That I won't be the sister he needs me to be. That I won't be able to take care of him, he needs a mother and a father not just me." Emma said as she wiped the tears that had started to fall from her eyes.

"Emma you will be fine. You will do just fine taking care of Logan. I thought the same thing when I found out that I had to take care of Evan when our parents died. I have been taking care of him for five years now. I felt just the same as you do now. And everything work out for the best. You have me to help you, I'm here for you Emma." Jason said had he took her hand in his and kissed each finger then placed a kiss in the middle of her palm.