DISCLAIMER: This story is completed, however it is unedited. I wrote this story when I was very young, and it is reflected in the work. If you are looking for the edited version of Love, Emma as seen on my Instagram or Facebook, this is NOT it. . . . . . . . . . . "E-Emma? It's okay y-you know. I-I'm used to i-i-it." "You shouldn't have to be, some people disgust me, the nerve of them." "I can't blame t-t-th-them, I m-mean l-l-l-look at m-me." He sounds so defeated, even though I can tell he's trying to hide it, so hurt and broken and utterly defeated. And that, to me, is absolutely heartbreaking. Whipping around, he bumps into me, clearly not expecting my abrupt stop. "I am looking at you, and you're beautiful Nathan Walker, beautiful." There's tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat the size of a basketball, and my eyes are burning, and my heart hurts but it's so fast, pounding a beat against my chest---because he should know. People like Nathan deserve to be told how unequivocally, unconditionally, completely beautiful they are. . . . . . . . . . . Emma Dawn is a sixteen year old girl in the big city of Toronto who befriends her school's social pariah, Nathan Walker. Outcast for his looks, Nathan's a very quiet, very gentle, giant, but everything's not that simple; the tough guy one might assume him to be is nothing like what he actually is, not with his stutter, continuous insecurities, and his social anxiety. While their friendship develops, both at school and at his families Italian-style Cafe, Emma slowly starts to tear down his walls, finding herself deeply caring for the boy she finds behind them---a boy so caught up in his life's worth of ridicule, he has no idea of how beautiful he is. Read on into the story of Emma and Nathan, where she helps him come to terms with his anxiety, breaks his insecurities, and every other social standard set to define something beautiful. . . . . . . . . . .

UPDATES EVERY MONDAY AND FRIDAY . . . . . . . . . . Luke Owens is a personal trainer, struggling to survive his parents' train-wreck of a vow renewal without his newly-married best friend. Marley Thompson is a college dropout and part-time pianist trying to convince her father she can take care of her sick grandmother without moving her into a long-term care facility. When their lives collide, it's supposed to be for one night of blissful distraction---but Marley's grandmother isn't getting any better, and Luke could use a break from his parents' love-gone-wrong. The two form a simple agreement, complete with rules to make sure it stays uncomplicated; but what happens when friends with benefits, simple and uncomplicated, starts to become so much more? . . . . . . . . . . DISCLAIMER: This story does contain mild sexual content. Warnings will be provided at the start of chapters that include this content; please read at your own comfort level. All characters, events, and statements in this book are a work of fiction; any resemblance to real people or events was unintended and unplanned. This book is a sequel to my other work, Love, Emma, but can be read as a stand-alone book.