Emily tapped her toes furiously on the railings of his kitchen seat.
Matt was pouring her a drink. He asked her to wait for him and after what she had heard from him, she had no option, curiosity was getting the best of her.
“Do you want your tea cold or hot?”
Emily shot him a mean gaze. He would have been crazy to try small talk with her.
“Any one.”
“Hot?”
“Any!”
“Alright.” He sighed. “I'll give you a cup of hot calming tea. Let me heat this up.”
He walked over the counter and poured the liquid back into the kettle.
A switch on the wall and the kettle came to life.
Tzzz
Tzzz
He poured the boiling liquid back into her tea.
“Here.”
“Thanks.”
Emily took it from him. As soon as her hands touched it, she felt a tingling sensation in her chest. The warmth from the teacup seeped
