Emma and Alex sat on a empty couch in a conservatory room. They both had taken a bottle of beer and chose to drink from the bottle rather than pour it out into a cup. The conservatory had been designated as the smoking area, but almost all of the smokers were out in the back garden leaving the room completely empty except for the two of them. Emma placed her bottle down on the table and placed one of her hands onto Alex's free hand. "Alex...?" She asked sheepishly. He finished taking a swig of his bottle before looking at Emma.
"Yes?" He asked her, curious.
"Do you like me?" She asked a thin smile cracking her lips as she traced her fingertips along the back of his hand. Her eyes locking onto his.
"Of course." He replied, returning the smile in favor before taking another, smaller swig from the bottle, he caught a glimpse of Riley dancing with a tall, strong looking guy. He grimaced remembering the night with Rick but shook it off knowing that not everyone was like him. He wondered if Rick would be here tonight and became lost in thought still watching Riley as she danced with Jeremy.
"Oh, ew." Emma began, "Please tell me you don't fancy your sister..."
"What? No, she's not my sister..." Alex replied.
"That doesn't make it any better, it's still so perverted..." Emma grumbled, standing about to walk out until Alex grabbed her, gently by the wrist and turned her around.
"I don't fancy her. I'm just looking out for her." He told her, sternly. Emma looked over at Riley dancing with Jeremy, a glare crossed her face until she remembered what Alex had done to Rick, she'd been one of the party-goers that night. She frowned feeling stupid but soon wiped the thoughts from her head as she dropped herself into Alex's lap, picking up her beer from the table and swigging again keeping eye contact with Alex.
"So you do like me then..." She teased.
