Emma's POV
It takes him a moment to compose himself before he replies, "Uh, I think I'll pass on that one, thanks."
My cheeks heat up. The image of me and Matthew together under the shower while he lathers shampoo on my hair flashes in my eyes. Oh my Goddess! I shouldn't think of such thoughts! I shove those thoughts away.
As I sit beside Charlotte in her cozy bedroom, the atmosphere gets a little tense after Charlotte's comment about my hair. I can sense Matthew tensing up, and I feel a bit awkward under his intense gaze. But Charlotte, ever the peacemaker, quickly breaks the silence.
"Come on, Emma, keep telling the story!" she says, her eyes wide with excitement.
Relieved for the distraction, I continue with the story, stealing small glances at Matthew every now and then. He still
