Emmitt is reading in the library when you come in. His eyes narrow at you as you look at books. He rolls his eyes when you look at the romance section. "Romance?" he says. "Ha! I can't believe I was ever a stupid mortal like you. Love isn't real; it's just a chemical reaction." Several books start to fall down on you, but Emmitt is instantly there, shielding you. His face is inches from yours making you blush. He smirks. "See? A chemical reaction."
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