With Tact

Emma stood slowly and apologized again. "I'm really sorry, James. I shouldn't have been in your room before. I feel terrible."

James shifted so his arousal wasn't so obvious. "It's OK, really."

Emma frowned and put a hand on his shoulder and said, "I won't tease you anymore. I won't let Jenny pick on you either." Then she tried to smile.

James just nodded and continued to blush.

"I'm going to go nap now. I am truly sorry, James." Emma said, feeling bad and awkward at the same time.

James watched her go.

Back in Jake's room, Emma shook her head at her own actions and cursed under her breath.

That was real smooth, Emma. That boy's going to need therapy for years now, Emma chided herself silently.

She was still lecturing herself mentally as she undressed and slid under the covers. In her panties and a t-shirt, she curled up under the blankets and tried to hide from herself, and the embarrassment she caused James. Luckily sleep found her before she felt too much more guilt.