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She’s put most of her emphasis and time on my eyes, they look bright, beaming.
"Emily, this is... incredible," I say, genuinely amazed. "Your style, it's unique, captivating."
Her cheeks flush with pride. "Thank you. I wasn't sure if you'd like it."
"Like it? Iloveit. This would be a hit in my gallery," I reply earnestly, still absorbed in the details of her work.
Her smile widens, and for a moment, we're lost in a world of our own, surrounded by the beauty of her art and the connection that's grown between us.
I set my glass down, and cup her beautiful face.
Her skin is soft under my calloused fingertips, and I graze my thumb over her plump lips.
“You enchanted me in a way that I haven’t yet decided if it will lead to my destruction… or my salvation.”
Emily’s breaths come out short and fast, misting my cheeks. “I know exactly what you mean.”
Her gaze dips to my mouth, and I take that as an invitation to close the gap.
We throw ourselves into a kiss.
Kissing Emily feels like coming home.
I wrap her up in my arms for a full body hug and savor every second of our kiss.
She rests her hands on my chest, and I wonder if she can feel my heart racing for her. The way it always seems to when she’s around.
My body is charged and hungry, a biological need to connect with her becomes all-consuming. And it’s only when my phone vibrates in my pocket that I finally let her go.
I pull it out to see my father’s face flashing on the screen once again.
“Everything okay?” Emily asks, stepping back, her face flushed.
She’s straightening out her blouse and smoothing her hair, and the sight of her conjures all kinds of impulses.
I want to squeeze her. Caress her. Worship her.
I turn my phone off.
My father would make my life a living nightmare if he knew the way I feel about Emily.
And I’m not ready to face that kind of drama.
There are many things I am not sure about. Whether I want to stay in the art industry, taking over my father’s business. If I want to stay in England or move somewhere more exciting.
But I am sure of one thing: her.
Emily’s magnetizing personality has me drawn to her like I’ve got no choice in the matter.
Despite the short time we’ve been in each other’s world, I’ve made up my mind.
Being with her. Kissing her. Unravelling her mysteries. They all make sense, and I’ll be damned if I have to let her go.
The logical side of my brain is switched off, like my phone, as I find myself lowering to one knee and grasping her hands.
“What are you doing?” she whispers, the moonlight makes her eyes glow like two orbs.
“I know this might come across a bit crazy,” I confess. “But I haven’t felt this way about anyone before, and all of my instincts are telling me something.”
