Chapter 36: Third Person's Pov

Emma unlocked the door and pushed it open, flinging a mischievous look over her shoulders with a toss of her silky black hair, Emir followed her into the apartment in the living room.

"I love what you have done to your place," he said.

Emma headed into her kitchen "What would you like to drink or eat?"

"I did love to eat you," he said with a sexy smirk appearing on his face.

Rolling her eyes at him, she ignored his comment: "Coffee would be fine for now."

"Yeah, coffee would sound good, and after that, I would love to eat something apart from just coffee," he chuckled.

"So black coffee, with one sugar cube," she said, still trying to act as if she never had the last comment he just made.

"I'm glad you still remember," he said.

Emma smiled as she sat across from him on the couch before handing over a mug of steamy coffee.