Blindsided.

CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE , SOFT SPOKEN "I LOVE YOU'S"

a/n : back so soon?

smut warning!🍒

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Albert was going to be okay.

Emery was relieved to hear about his whereabouts. And there was also news about Maddie and Chimney's daughter. They named her Jee-Yun. Emery hasn't been able to see her yet. The doctor stated Jee-Yun had to stay at home with no exposure to outside people for a couple weeks.

Emery wanted to wait outside the hospital for however long it took, but the team urged her to go home and rest her back. She was in the shower when Buck had come over.

"Hey, Em!"

Buck walks into her room, his bag gently hung on the rack in her room. Buck respected Emery's space. He would put everything back the way it was and he made sure he didn't just toss anything around. Emery was grateful for it even without using words. Buck frowns when Emery wasn't in the room. "Em?"

"I'm in the shower! I'll be out in a second!"

Buck stops and smirks. He thought about it. Debated it. And he liked it. Buck lifts his shirt off, laying it on the bed. She said she would be out in a second which means that Buck had to move fast. He unbuckles his belt and shifts his eyes to the bed--to Emery's laptop. It was open and opened to a tab, and Buck now couldn't stop thinking about her staying up researching whatever she was being secretive about. Buck knew it was a bad idea. But he thought about it. He debated it. And he hated it. But he still did it.

So, much for respecting her space, asshat.

Buck sits on the bed and grabs her laptop, looking over the screen. His face drops as he continues to read the article.

Then the bathroom door pulls open. "Hi, sorry, I..." Emery stops, still in her towel. Her hair was wrapped in her satin blue scarf. Buck couldn't stop admiring her beauty. But there was also a fear when he saw her wide eyed and confused gaze. Almost as if she couldn't register what she was seeing.

"Evan...?"

"Emi--"

"Don't Emi me." Emery pulls her brows together. "Are you snooping or looking at porn?"

"Am I--What?" Buck cranes his neck forward.

"You're shirts off and your belt is undone, you creep." Emery points out.

Buck deadpans, "Emerson, I was snooping."

Emery's jaw clenches, "I was hoping it was porn."

"Seriously--"

"Sadly, yes."

Emery walks over to him and closes her laptop. Buck stands up, staring at her with a soft and worried expression. He knows.

"Emerson, why are reading about Joe?"

Emery's back straightens. "Why were you snooping?" she grab her laptop from his hands, her face hot. "You entered my room and invaded my privacy--"

"Emi."

His tone was soft. It caused Emery's heart to hurt. Buck takes a small cautious step toward her. "Why were you looking into Joe?"

At this point, Buck was just concerned. He remembers what Joe did and the aftermath of what he did. Emery lets out a small breath and sits on the bed. Buck sits next to her, his eyes never leaving the side of her face. "Do you remember that attorney that wanted me to testify against Joe? Face to face?"

"Yeah. You said no."

Emery shifts, "I did." she looks down at her laptop. "Then I found out he has an appeal against his death penalty." her hands tighten around her laptop. "He's going to court."

Buck's eyes blow wide. "What the fuck? How can they do that? He killed people--he murdered Thomas."

Emery flinches with every angry word Buck spews. Buck notices and he lets out a breath. "Hey, I'm sorry--I'm sorry..."

Emery shakes her head. "You have every right to be mad." she looks at the floor. "They're going to hear him out." she shakes her head. "As if he deserves it." Emery's eyes blur with tears. "He wants people to feel bad for him and I need people to remember the lives he took--I need them to remember what he did."

"I get that." Buck gently touches her knee. "But I also want you to remember what happened before."

Emery meets his soft gaze. "I don't want you to fall back into old and dangerous habits."

Emery nods her head, she turns to him--her knee now pressed against his. "I know. And I'm grateful that you're thinking of me." she gives him a small smile. "But if he gets out and I could've done something...I'll never forgive myself." she cups his face. "I have to do this."

"And I have to believe that I've grown stronger." Emery says. "I have to show Joe that he has no power over me."

Buck couldn't stop his tears from showing in his eyes. "You are stronger." he softly breathes, his hands on both of her knees. "Stronger than Joe by a million."

Emery's heart beats faster and a smile forms on her lips. "I..." she trails off her words. Just two more words. But her stomach tightens, forcing her to stop. Emery leans forward, presses her lips against Buck's. His hands stay on her knees, while his heart almost beats out of his chest. Buck gingerly kisses her back, his hands lightly squeezing her thighs. Emery pulls away from him, her forehead pressed against his. "Now..." she sniffles. "...are you gonna tell me why your shirts off?"

Buck lets out a stifled laugh and Emery laughs. He pulls back, "I was going to get in the shower with you, but then I saw..." he touches the back of his neck.

"You saw my laptop open and decided you were feeling a little snoopy?" Emery softly squeaks. Buck's face gets hot, "That wasn't my best moment."

Emery nods her head in agreeance. Buck then shakes his head, "I keep screwing up. I'm sorry."

"I appreciate you being worried about me." Emery slides her hands on top of his. "But, I would appreciate it if you're patient with me." she tilts her head. "I told you I was going to tell you later. And this was later."

Buck nods his head. "I guess I am a little impatient."

"A little?" Emery quirks a brow.

"A lot impatient." Buck sheepishly laughs.

Emery bites her lower lip, "Well, we're gonna have to change that." she slides her hands up his arms. A chill runs down his spine. "I mean, everyone needs patience."

"Uh, yeah, yeah--I guess they do." Buck stammers. Emery tilts her head, "Do I need to teach you about patience?" she leans closer to him, her lips ghosting over his. "It's not hard--really."

Buck's breathing heavies as Emery runs a finger under his chin. "What if I want it to be hard?" He challenges.

Emery smirks, "I can definitely arrange that." She tilts her head. She hastily connects her lips against his. Buck cups the back of her neck and kisses her back with a groan. Emery's hands rake over Buck's chest, her breathing immediately becoming quick.

Buck's hand moved to her lower back and pulls her forward—her chest against his. His hand then slides down her back and he hooks his hand under her thigh. Emery straddles his waist. His hand slowly slides under her robe, and Emery shivers while her body begins to heat up.

Emery slides a hand into his hair and lightly pulls at it. A soft grunt escapes Buck's lips and Emery kisses his jawline, then his neck. Buck's breathing hitches and his eyes shut from the sensation of her soft plump lips on his skin. He can feel his skin prickle with anticipation as she kisses lower to his chest.

"Emi, please—"

"Aht, aht, aht." Emery lifts her head up and ghosts her lips over his. "This lesson is about patience." She flits her eyes to his lips. "Since you think snooping is such a good idea—"

"I don't think it's a good id—"

"Now, you're interrupting?" Emery tilts her head. Buck swallows as a hooded look takes over Emery's face. "You have so many things to learn, don't you?"

"What can I say? I was never good in school."

Emery hums and pushes her lower lip out. "That's where you and I differ." She unbuttons his pants.

"Yeah. I'm aware." Buck chuckles. He cups her face and Emery looks back into his eyes. "I've got my very own nerd."

Emery squints her eyes, "Adding name calling to the list of lessons I need to teach you."

"Oh, c'mon." Buck looks to the side and laughs out of disbelief.

Emery places her points on the side of his face, and moves his head back so he can look at her. "Eyes on me."

Buck swallows and nods his head. He cups her face and pulls her into an eager kiss. Emery moans and kisses him back, her hips immediately moving against his.

Buck groans and his hands cup her ass. "Em—"

"Yeah, okay." Emery hurriedly speaks. She moves off of Buck's lap and falls to her knees. Buck's throat grows thick as Emery pulls his pants down. The blonde shakes his head, "No, no." He grabs her hands—stopping her.

Emery halts and lifts her head, meeting his heated gaze. "No?"

"I need to be inside you." Buck breathes. "Please."

Emery's throat goes dry and she bites her lower lip. As much as she wanted to make him suffer for a little bit, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her right now. Emery nods her head, "Okay—"

Buck quickly wraps an arm around her waist and pulls her onto his lap once again. Emery softly groans from the sudden pain starting in her back and Buck stops. He pulls away from her and looks across her pained expression. "Are you okay?"

Emery shifts, "I'm okay. I promise." She softly speaks. Buck looks across her face. Emery unties her robe carefully pulls it off her shoulders. Buck grabs her robe and tosses it to the side. He runs his hands across her toned belly then runs up her breasts. Emery's breathing falls shaky and she tilts her head back.

Goosebumps form across her skin as she relishes in the feeling of Buck's hands on her. Buck always took his time to touch across her skin. Her skin was always glowing and he was always in awe of her.

"Can I look at your back?"

Emery opens her eyes and focused on Buck's soft expression. She gives him a small nod and. Emery pulls herself off of Buck's lap and sits back on her heels. She turns to him and Buck's eyes look across the large bruise on her back. His eyes sweep across her back. There were deep scars across her back and Buck knew they were from Joe. His chest tightens and a small breath escapes his lips.

Buck's fingers run across her back and Emery shivers. Her body began to relax as Buck grips her arms and kisses the back of her shoulder. As he kisses her, he moves up until he's kissing her neck. Emery's breathing heavies and Buck's hands slide down to her waist. Her body grows hot from the slow and sensual feeling of Buck's mouth on her neck. His hand slides to her front, running across her slit.

Emery softly gasps, "Evan—"

"I know, I know..." Buck's breath hits her ear. Emery raises a hand, reaching behind her and cupping Buck's neck. Buck's breathing falls ragged and his grip on her tightens. "Tell me if it's too much."

Emery shakes her head and fully turns to him. "It won't be." She promises.

Buck cups her neck, "But if it does become too much—"

"I'll tell you..." Emery's voice softens. "I promise."

Emery pulls Buck into a hungry kiss and he kisses her back. He grips her thighs and pulls her back onto his lap. Emery's breathing heavies reaches between them and dips her hand into boxers. Buck sucks in a sharp breath with his lips still on hers. Emery moves her hand up and down Buck's length and he begins to moan.

"F-Fuck..." His voice trembles. Emery kisses his jawline then his neck. "You like this?" Her voice was soft and seductive. Buck gathers her curly hair into his hand. "Do you even have to ask?" His blue eyes burn into her dark irises.

Emery's stomach twists from the look of passion across Buck's face. He puts her mouth back onto his and she moans. Emery moves her hand faster around Buck's dick. Buck's eyes fall shut and his moans grow louder. It was music to Emery's ears.

Her heart races as she watches Buck's face coat with pleasure. Knowing she could bring Buck to the brink of insanity like this always made her hot. Emery lets out a small moan, "Tell me how much you love this."

Buck's stomach tightens and his eyes open again, meeting her dominant gaze. "I love this. So much." He then cups her neck again. "You have no idea."

Buck gives her an opened mouth kiss and she moans. Emery slips her tongue into his mouth. It quickly became rushed and hungry. Buck pulls Emery's wrist away from his dick and he pulls his boxers down. With her tongue still in his mouth she sinks down on his dick. Emery's kiss halts as Buck pushes his entire length into her.

Buck's careful enough to keep his arm wrapped around her lower back, making sure he didn't touch her bruise at all. With his arm around her back, he slowly moves her up and down his dick. Emery moans and moves her hands into his hair.

"Oh, god—Evan." Emery kisses his shoulder. Her body grows hotter than before and she pulls at his hair. Buck buries himself deeper into Emery. His hand wraps around her throat and he pulls her into another kiss. Emery's heart pounds harder against her chest, and her mind begins to cloud. She presses a hand against his chest and pushes his back against the mattress.

Buck softly grunts but he moves his hands to her thighs. "Fuck, Emi."

Emery keeps her eyes on Buck's as she rocks her hips against his. Her stomach tightens as Buck digs his fingers into Emery's fleshy thighs. "Come closer." Buck begs. "I need you closer to me."

Emery immediately complies, needing his chest against hers. She leans down and her breasts press against his chest. Emery crashes her lips onto his and she moves against him. Buck raises a hand, touching her back. Emery lets out a soft cry from the pain in her back flaring and she looks to the side. Panic settles into Buck's chest, "Was that too hard?"

Emery's eyes settle on Buck's. "Not hard enough."

Buck pulls his brows together. Emery swallows, "Harder."

Even though Emery said she wanted it, Buck still couldn't stop worry from flooding his body. "Please."

The begging always made Buck's head spin. Same for Emerson. Buck couldn't stop another moan from leaving his lips as he presses his hand deeper into Emery's back. A louder cry escapes her lips. Emery kisses his chest and her movements quicken against him. Buck twitches inside of her, "I'm close."

Emery lifts her body up and looks down at Buck. "It's okay. Come." She softly encourages. Buck grips her thighs again, clenching his stomach. Emery knew he was trying to hold off but she shakes her head. "Don't. I want to watch you come."

Buck always made sure Emery was the first to finish. He liked knowing that she was taken care of. But Buck could see it in her eyes. Emery needed this. She needed to see that she could bring him to his orgasm.

Buck tilts his head back and unclenches his stomach, letting go. He tilts his head back and releases inside of Emery with a louder moan and Emery's eyes look across his face. Buck's fingers dig into her thighs. She softly moans from not only the warmth filling her but the pleasure overtaking Buck's face. Emery then leans down and kisses Bucks' chest then his throat. "Fuck, that was so hot." her voice was ragged. "You did so good." she lifts herself up and looks down at him again.

Buck takes a moment to relish in his orgasm. Emery softly laughs, watching his eyes flutter open--meeting her gaze. His curly hair had started to stick to his forehead, so Emery pushes it back and softly laughs. Buck lifts himself up and connects Emery's lips. Emery giggles and kisses him back. Buck growls against her lips, "Emerson, holy shit." he cups her face.

Emery swipes her tongue across her lower lip. He looks across her face and swipes his thumb across her cleft chin. "You didn't finish."

Emery shakes her head, "It's fine." she softly whispers. "I liked taking care of you."

Buck's eyes soften. He was so lucky. So fucking lucky.

"I don't deserve you." Buck softly whispers.

Emery tilts her head and pulls her brows together. She leans forward, pressing her forehead against his. "Well guess what? You're stuck with me, Buckley."

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Emery and Buck were laying in her bed, both tired--but neither of them wanted to go to sleep. There was a comfort in the room, breathing each other room. Emery felt safe with Buck. Like she could do anything.

"If I testify against him..." Emery softly speaks. "...against Joe."

Buck's hand tightens around her body, every protective bone in his wanted to keep her away from Joe.

"Will you be there for me?" Emery couldn't stop her throat from tightening. Buck keeps his eyes on the ceiling. "Of course, I will."

No hesitation.

"I'll always be there for you."

Her heart begins to accelerate and her breathing trembles. "I haven't..." Emery softly trails off her words, tears blurring her eyes. "I haven't felt this much peace in so long."

Buck could hear the shakiness in her words. He runs his fingers up and down her arm as she keeps her head against his chest and her hand on his abdomen. "And I haven't felt this way since Helena."

"What do you mean?"

Fear slowly creeps through Emery's body and it clouds her brain. She didn't want to say anything else. What if Buck didn't feel the same way? What if he pulled away from her? Then she felt his fingers run across her back once more. He knew that would calm her through whatever overwhelming thoughts were drowning in her.

Buck knew that would bring her back from her overclouding thoughts. He knew her so fucking well and that made all the fear worth it.

"I love you."

Emery could hear his heartbeat quicken. Silence fills the room. Buck sits up and Emery moves away from him, still laying on the bed. She didn't know what his reaction would be after he let the words set in.

"Could you repeat that?"

Emery cracks a small smile. Buck then closes his eyes, embarrassed by his response. She sits up and crosses her legs. With her hands in her lap, she speaks again with a lot less fear. "I love you, Evan."

Buck lets out a breath and Emery does the same thing when she realizes it's a breath of relief. He connects his eyes with hers and tears form in Emery's from the soft look in his. "I love you too." Buck slips his hand into hers. "I...have wanted to tell you for a while, I just didn't know when the right time would be."

Emery wipes her eyes, "Sorry for beating you to the punch."

Buck shakes his head, "No 'sorry's'." he moves closer to her. He presses his hands against her knees. "This is everything." his eyes fill with tears and he lowers his head to hide his tears. Emery cups his face, "Hey..."

Buck's teary eyes meet hers. Without any words spoken, Buck could see that Emery was telling him "it's okay to cry". Buck inhales a breath and nods his head. "I love you." his voice was shaky.

Emery nods her head, "Can you say it again?" she exhales. The words made her feel warm, knowing she was able to feel this again. She loves Evan Buckley. And he loves her.

Buck's wanted Emery for so long. He's loved her for who knows how long--of course he was willing to tell her. He would tell her over and over again. "I love you." he leans forward kisses her lips. Emery softly laughs and kisses him back, she pulls back and looks into his eyes. "Again."

Buck lays her on the bed and kisses her again, his heart practically beating against hers. "I love you."

Emery sniffles. She then laughs, her chest releasing whatever tension she had been feeling. Buck keeps his eyes on hers, "I'll tell you that anytime you need me too."

Emery smiles, "Same." she softly speaks. "I know how insecure you get, so if you need me too--"

"Oh, god." Buck leans his head into the crook of her neck. "You just couldn't help yourself--"

"You know I couldn't!" Emery laughs, tangling a hand into his curly hair. Buck kisses her neck then her cheek.

The couple stayed tangled together the rest of the night, whispering "I love you's" while soft kisses were being pressed into each other's skin.

Wren didn't get a wink of sleep. But she was relieved that they finally said "I love you".

So, the night wasn't so bad.

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author's note.

Emery being the first to say "I love you" is sooo important to me and her character development.

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