EMMELINE
As soon as I turned around after hearing Freddie’s voice, my eyes met his. The tall man with broad shoulders and big, blue eyes made my lady bits react. His dark hair and beard made him look even more handsome, but the illusion was gone as soon as he mentioned my surname.
Freddie gave me a sheepish smile, guilty of talking to a stranger about me.
“Tell me, Mr. Doulkas. How do you know who I am?” I repeated my question, expecting a clear answer, even if I knew very well it was all the red haired, bearded man next to me.
“Sorry, Emma. It’s just that he’s my friend and…”
“Don’t be mad at him, darling. It’s all my fault for asking about you. I heard about what happened to your husband and wanted to give you my condolences,” He said, his hand still stretched out for me to shake
