Emily’s POV
The look on Austin’s face was priceless when he opened the door for me.
He went from surprised to happy as his eyes ran the length of my body “Emily?” he questioned.
“Can I come in?” I asked trying to sound as formal as possible.
Without another word, Austin stood aside and ushered me in with a wave of his hand. I walked briskly inside trying to calm my heart which was beating erratically.
“To what do I owe this visit?” his back was still turned so he didn’t see when I shed the trench coat I had on.
“You know you could have simply called and we would have met at a…” he trailed off as he came face to face with me.
I was clad in Victoria’s secret sheer stockings, thong and bra and my face started heating up in embarrassment, maybe I didn’t have to be extra.
“Emily?”
