POV: Emily
There were a few seconds when all I could hear were my heart beats. My olfactory senses had announced me whose face is awaiting me the moment I turned around, yet I had no excuse for my actions. I gulped and slowly turned my head and body towards my foil.
"Hi, Emily" says Michael, with a smile. Then he goes ahead and sits on the sofa, gesturing me to join him: "Would you like to sit next to me on the couch for a second?"
I nod and follow his actions.
"I couldn't help but notice that your activities today have been... uhm... quite interesting, if you asked me. Now, is there anything that I can help you with?"
I think about it for a second, I was obviously doing a poor job eavesdropping and I would make a fool of myself trying not to take responsibility for it. But now, the q
