Emma’s POV:
"I can't believe you had Cassian follow me around all day," I said, sitting down in the chair that Matteo was holding out for me.
He pushed me in, and when his fingers brushed the skin of my neck briefly, I was reminded of the way he'd touched me in my class earlier. The way he'd kissed me on the cheek so intimately that it felt scandalous.
Stop it, Emma.
I shook my head to clear it as he made his way over to sit across from me.
We were in the Upper East Side, at a Chinese restaurant that I'd never been to but that Matteo promised I'd like.
I waited until the waiter had brought our menus to continue questioning him. "Seriously, doesn't he have anything better to do with his time?"
"He doesn't if I say he doesn't."
I scoffed. "Cocky ……
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