Chapter 5:

"What do you imagine?" Her voice was rough.

How badly he wanted to pull her closer, her face was nearly close to his, and her eyes twinkled dangerously, he breathed heavily.

Her hands rubbed his chin, her touch, as warm as silk, he closed his eye lids melting in her gentle gaze. She was gentle, her breath rowdy in his face. Her lashes making contact with his cheek.

Slowly, she retreated, her hand no longer making chemistry with his jaw, she positioned her self and walked back to her seat.

He bobbed his eyes open immediately, "What happened?" What happened to the pleasure he was receiving? Damn, what in the heck happened?

"I won a point. Mr. Hart." Her gaze was sinister, and only then, did it dawned on him that he had lost.

Emma: 1

Jeremy: 0

"I can't believe that you just did that." He said through gnashed teeth. She had tortured him with her touch, she had made him feel like he was in heaven and the next minute he was transported to hell.

She grabbed her bag. "I have a favour to ask,