Chapter 581

The call with Gemma was generally quick. It wasn’t like they could have a full-blown conversation to get to know each other; the point was to put a face to the name and show she was a real person, not just ‘the girlfriend you and Sabrina apparently have.’ Emma, for her part, was polite but maintained that aloofness that was starting to feel a little more personal than it did generic.

When Sabrina passed your phone back to you, you blew Gemma a kiss and she blew you one back, but then mouthed ‘call me later’ to you before you disconnected the video call.

“So, what did you think of her?” Sabrina asked her sister.

“She was ... nice?” Emma hedged.

“She’s really nice, but she can also be tough,” Sabrina said. “But for real, what’s your first reaction?”

Emma sighed and gave Sabrina a look that you’d seen Sabrina give before - another family trait, you guessed. “I have no fucking clue, Sabrina,” she said. “It was a five-minute video chat. What the hell am I supposed to get from that?”

“Whatever,” Sabrina rolled her eyes. “At least she was trying.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Sabrina looked at you like you were going to say it, but you gave her a look right back that said, ‘Yeah, right. She’s your sister. I’m not saying it.’ She turned back to Emma. “You’re kind of being weird,” she said.

“You’re being weird,” Emma scoffed.

“I’m being normal,” Sabrina countered. “I’m introducing you to my partners, taking you out for dinner, and trying to be your sister. You’re being distant and have this bitch face going.”

“Well, maybe I’m a little thrown off by you being ... all of this,” Emma said. “And because Katherine pretty much forced me to get on a train here.”

Sabrina huffed softly and shook her head. “I was trying to be welcoming.”

“Yeah, well, I feel welcomed, OK?” Emma said. “Maybe too welcomed.”

Sabrina turned to you. “Baby, I think maybe we should go back to my place to talk. Tasha has an early set, do you want to head down there and give her some support, then go grab some more of your stuff to bring back home?”

“Sure,” you said, reaching across the table and around your drinks to take her hand. She grabbed it and squeezed, and you gave her a little smile and a wink. Her responding smile was sweet but a little worried. It was going to be a tough conversation.

“Let me guess,” Emma said. “Tasha is a stripper and you’re sending him to go watch her perform. Or is she a magician’s assistant and she needs a plant volunteer to saw in half? Honestly, you realise how fucking weird this all is, right?”

“Emma, it’s been nice to meet you,” you said before Sabrina could respond. “Sabrina’s been super happy that you’ve been coming to visit. Maybe just learn to roll with the punches a bit because she’s trying here and right now you seem like the utter brat of the three sisters.” You stood up and leaned over the table, giving Sabrina a kiss on the lips as she smirked into it. “I’ll see you at home in a few hours?”