A Look Back: Rennillia Series - Prequel Read Online Free

would look down on him. I will admit, if I had to be stuck at a dinner with my father and a deranged party throwing stranger, at least I had something pleasant to look at.
    Emerson sat down on the other end of the couch. Feeling even more uncomfortable than before, I noticed Mrs. Roberts glancing back and forth between the two of us with a pleased look on her face.
    “I will be upstairs, Rennillia it was a pleasure to meet you dear,” Mrs. Roberts stated as she left the room.
    “Yes ma’am, it was nice to meet you too,” I agreed.
    She disappeared up the stairs and the room was quiet for a moment.
    Emerson broke the silence, asking, “Do you play pool?”
    Shrugging, I replied, “Not regularly.”
    With an amused smile, he asked, “Would you like to play?”
    I took a second to consider before I said, “Sure.”
    Emerson stood up and motioned for me to follow him. I followed him through the living room and into the kitchen. Before we made it to the back door, my father and Mr. Roberts walked around the corner. Mr. Roberts had a serious expression on his face while my father’s reflected a gratified disposition.
    My father stated, “We aren’t staying for dinner.”
    Looking up at Emerson, I said, “Maybe some other time,” thinking it was time to leave.
    Emerson looked at my father, asking, “If I bring her home later, can Rennillia stay?”
    Appearing pleased, my father replied, “Her curfew is midnight.”
    I looked at Mr. Roberts for approval as he offered, “You are welcome to stay Rennillia.”
    With a slight smile, I nodded and we continued out of the back door.
    Questioning what the hell was going on, I thought, it was strange enough for Mrs. Roberts to offer to have me over for my birthday and the dinner that we had no dinner at but now not only was my father letting me stay with Emerson, I had until midnight. Whatever Mr. Roberts and my father had discussed must have made my father very happy because I was never allowed to do anything.
    Walking through a little covered area, we stepped into the garage. It was big enough to fit twenty cars and right to the left was a pool table.
    “Would you like something to drink?” Emerson asked.
    Shaking my head, I answered, “No thank you.”
    Smiling at me he handed me a stick and we started to play. Although, I was horrible at it, I was having a lot of fun.
    Not that I minded but I had to ask, “Hey, why did you ask for me to stay?”
    Questioning my question, he asked, “Were you ready to leave?”
    Narrowing my eyes at him, I stated, “You didn’t answer my question.”
    “I wanted to get to know you better,” he revealed.
    Confused, I asked, “Don’t you have a girlfriend?”
    Laughing a little, he answered, “We’re playing pool not making out.”
    Feeling embarrassed, I admitted, “I don’t think that came out the way I meant it to.” Continuing to try and save face, I explained, “Your girlfriend is in one of my classes and she doesn’t seem like the kinda girl that would be okay with this.”
    “Will your boyfriend care?” he asked.
    Giving him a strange look, I said, “I don’t have a boyfriend.”
    “Oh, I thought you were with that one guy, Scott. Ya’ll are always together,” he explained.
    Laughing a little at the thought, I blurted, “Hert!” shaking my head.
    Emerson gave me a confused look as I clarified, “Long story but Scott Herterand is Hert.”
    Nodding in confirmation, he said, “He’s not your boyfriend? You and he are always together.”
    Smiling, I said, “Our parents…well our fathers are friends so we grew up together. We’re like family I guess, but better.”
    Emerson nodded again and we continued our game.
    Not much time passed before I noticed him staring at me.
    “Is there something you wanna say?” I asked, raising my eyebrows at him.
    As if he was trying hard to comprehend, he asked, “Did you and he get into a fight?”
    “Me and Hert?” I asked before he nodded and I snapped, “No,