Emily Stone held onto Walter Schmidt's arm, her face still flushing in waves.
Even though they hadn't gone further in the living room, that kiss was enough to make her cheeks burn with embarrassment.
She still felt as if she were dreaming, unable to believe that Walter not only liked her but had even kissed her…
The more she thought about it, the more incredible it seemed, and Emily couldn't help but tighten her grip on the man's arm.
Walter looked down, his dark eyes resting on the woman's rosy cheeks, his thin lips curving up. Without a word, he held her close and strode towards the hall.
As they were about to reach the hall, Emily finally snapped back to reality and stopped in her tracks, "Walter, take your suit, you go in first. I'll leave by the side door and wait for you outside!"
She released the man's arm and started to undo the buttons.