“Excuses, excuses,” Emma laughed playfully as Scott swept her into his arms for a quick hug.  She loved his strong, muscular arms around her.  She tipped her face up towards Scott’s, smiling slightly as he bent down and kissed her softly.  He pulled away gently, and she caught her fingers in the belt loop of his jeans and tugged him back towards her for another kiss.  “Mmmm… chocolate-y,” she grinned at him.<br/><br/>When Scott moved back to the counter to finish his cupcake and down the rest of the milk, Emma perched on one of the bar-height counter stools and watched him eat.  “It was okay,” she said, shrugging her shoulders, referring to her day.  “I haven’t quite finished yet… Edouard has been hassling me… wants something soon, but it’s not perfect yet, and I don’t want him to see it until it is,” she said.  “Probably a couple more days and it’ll be perfect,” she said.<br/><br/>Emma hopped down off the stool and moved towards the living room, curious about the television that Scott installed.  She wasn’t much of a TV watcher herself, but she did certainly enjoy cuddling on the sofa with Isabelle, Scott, a good movie and a bottle of wine.   “Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed when she saw the TV, which took up the better part of one of the walls in the living room.  “We’re going to have to go all the way out to Brooklyn to sit far enough away to see anything on that screen!” she teased Scott.  “Boys and their electronic toys,” she smirked, shaking her head.<br/>