“Do I know you?” Emily’s neck stiffened as she tried so hard to recognize the face standing in front of her.
He had a smile on and as quickly as the smile happened, it disappeared.
“What do you mean by “do I know you?”he turned to Matt puzzled, “Did you dose up her drink with something you haven't shared with me?”
Matt’s cheeks heated. He slapped his forehead, a look of frustration overriding his embarrassment.
“What the heck, man? Why would you even say that?”
“Then, why the heck is she asking me who I am?”
He again looked at Emily, “Is this some kind of prank? A payback because I nearly stuffed a knife in you?”
“A knife in me?” Emily gasped, covering her mouth before the sounds could come out.
“What a horrible thing to do? Why– what did I do?”
Matt's friend still wore a look of
