REDEMPTION (Book 1, Redemption Series)

Chapter 8: Emily's Room

Jonathan's POV.

"I still don't understand why you had me take away a whole walk-in closet that was already in the room just so you could replace it with this; what was the reason again?" Amirah sighed dejectedly as if she was tired of explaining herself to me as Isabelle tried to conceal her laughter, and I rolled my eyes at both of them.

"Because...why not? Why hide all of those beautiful shoes and clothes in the closet when we can just have them all out in the open? Besides, Emily doesn't look like the closest type to me." Leave it to crazy Amirah to have answers to everything.

Wait a minute!

"How would you know the kind of things Emily likes?"

The moment she turned and paled with eyes wide, I knew my suspicion was right.

"Have you been stalking Emily on social media?" She fumbled with the sleeve of her hoodie nervously while saying.

"What! No! It's not as if I made a fake Instagram account just so I could ask her what her dream room would be like if she ever gets the opportunity to decorate one herself or anything...I mean, that would be crazy right?"

Isabelle and I were left with wide eyes after her crazy confession as she scrambled away with the excuse of collecting more glitter for Emily's room.

"I don't know why you hate shopping, Jon. Research has shown that shopping is one of the top three ways of reliving domestic stress."

Since Amirah refused to come back from wherever she'd disappeared to earlier, I am left arguing about women's shopping addiction with Isabelle.

"I'm saying that I hate just how long it takes for women to carry out their shopping. I enjoy shopping, actually; it relaxes me," She laughed before saying...

"Oh, yeah? When was the last time you went shopping?" She asked curiously, and I chuckled before answering her question.

"Last week, out of town" She stopped in front of me while folding both arms on her chest with a smile.

"Yeah? What did you buy?" I mimicked her stance as I stood toe to toe with her towering her height with my bigger and taller body frame before saying...

"A ranch," I  said slowly examining her face as many emotions ranging from shock to unbelief crossed her beautiful face as she exclaimed.

"A ranch?"

I maintained a serious expression as I slowly but playfully said my next words.

"You know a ranch? The farm-like house in the countryside with all its exotic animals and slightly classy in some cases? Yeah! That one!" She blushed furiously when she realized I was only teasing her before saying.

"He-he, very funny. I know what a ranch is, thank you very much! I'm just surprised that you own one that's all" I chuckled with a smile as she picked up some pink air fresheners and held them towards me and said "Would you care for one, sir? It's good for the soul" while doing a very horrible impression of a British salesman.