for a dinner

She smacks her head and groans to herself, "I am so stupid." She mumbles to herself and turns around on her feet but she freeze when her eyes met someone, someone who shouldn't have heard her conversation.

"Who were you talking to?"

Emma gasps fumbling a few steps back with her eyes wide open, "D-Dad?" She stutters out her words gulping down a big lump making it hard for her to breathe. George frowns seeing her so taken back by his presence, his eyes travel between the phone and her trembling figure.

"What happened?" He questions again, Emma wipes off her sweat as she brings a smile on her trembling lips. "Uh… dad… nothing. Why are you so late?" She says forcing out an awkward smile.

"You missed me?" He questions smiling at her as he walks towards her with his arms extended towards her gesturing her to embrace him, "Of course I did, is that even a question?" She says running to his embrace with a wide smile on her face, her nervousness vanishing away.