Let's start over [2]
Tiffany placed her hands on the man's chest to push him away. This whole conversation was making her confused and unsure of everything. Lincoln was like a new person, someone whom she never met before.
Hastily, she stretched out her arms which caused Lincoln to step a little bit from her. Tiffany took it as an opportunity to hop off of the counter ever so carefully and then stand straight on her feet. "Stop fooling around, Lincoln," she stated then fixed herself up.
Lincoln rubbed his nape. He doesn't know why he was acting this way toward Tiffany. And for all he care, he did not want to know the reason.
He cleared his throat a few times before leaving Tiffany alone in the kitchen. "I have tons of meeting to attend," he stated while walking his way towards his room, "feel at home."
Tiffany nodded as an answer. She let the man go on his own business so do hers.