Emily, radiant in a flowing, deep blue dress, looked beautiful as they walked through the room. The moment they entered, whispers began. A few bold women, their eyes glinting with mischief, sauntered up to him, testing the waters with flirtatious smiles and lingering touches on his arm.
"Chris, looking handsome as ever," one of them purred, her voice dripping with suggestion.
Chris smiled politely, but his arm tightened around Emily's waist. "I'm flattered," he replied, his tone light but firm. "But I'd like to introduce you to my mate, Emily."