RONALD'S POV
I leaned in,my voice taking on a low, velvety tone, “Do you remember anything from last night?” I asked,my eyes locking unto hers, searching for any flicker of memory. My eyes never leaved hers as I realized that she didn't recall the events from last night.
Emily's face turned pink under my gaze and I couldn't help but feel a swell of satisfaction within me. She was obviously shy under my gaze and I find it interesting.
“I would love it if you can recall or should I jog your memory?” I asked,my gaze intense.
“I think you would like that, wouldn't you, Emily?” I whispered,my breath caressing her face. I knew I was taking a risk , pushing her boundaries like this. But I couldn't help myself.I was drawn to her,to her spark ,to her energy.
As I pulled back, I could see the frustration and confusion written all over her face. Her eyes flicking curiously as her face etched wanting to know what she had done the previous day .