Lord Emerson's POV
I didn't know when I blurted out the words I had been hiding in my heart since I saw her standing in the sitting room. Her skin gleamed like some bright and burnished metal. Gosh, she was so pretty and hot in the fitted dress she wore. She was dressed to kill, and I had to control my emotions, burying them deep inside me so she wouldn’t notice I was drooling over her. But then, I didn't know when I blurted out those words.
I held her gaze and could see that she was shocked at my words. Perhaps she wasn't expecting to hear such compliments from me. Unable to withdraw my words, I looked away and took a sip of my water. Perhaps this dinner was a bad idea. I didn't know what came over me when I asked her out for dinner. It was perhaps a mistake I made out of impulse, and I
