C50 FIFTY

“Hey, beautiful,” he whispered when he got back.

“Hi,” Emma's hitched breath fanned his ears while she struggled to recollect herself from staring at the mountain of a man in his presence.

Morris took her hand and led her back into the party, his eyes never leaving hers. “Let me show you the rest of the house,” he said, a grin spreading across his face.

Emma nodded, feeling cared for