EMERGENCY AGAIN!

"Your lips... they are too pretty to let vulgar words come out of them," Noah said in a very quiet voice as his eyes went back up to lock eyes with her. 

When Rachel heard those words, her heartbeat spiraled out of control, beating very loud and fast. She didn't doubt that Noah would be able to hear it clearly.

"And your outfit sometimes... it doesn't help me focus," he confessed. 

It doesn't help him focus? What does that mean? By chance...

"Plus, I don't want Andrew or Peter to see more than they should." He whispered.

Rachel was thinking about too many things at the same time, and it didn't help that he was very close to her and staring at her the way he was doing now with his hand still on her face and his thumb grazing her lower lip. 

"Are... *gulp* you... flirting... *gulp* w-with me... right now?" She stuttered.