"Bravo, really, this was clever. You've   got me. This was your idea, right? Can't   see Joe coming up with something like   this."

             ❝——— what?❞

    If she was to be honest, Emma actually missed the company of the French girl; something she didn’t believe would be possible given Giselle’s reaction when she first arrived on the scene. Over recent weeks, however, the pair had become increasingly closer. In fact, the previous day was perhaps the first time Emma had gone an entire twenty-four hours without seeing the other woman.     The blonde had been lurking around for only a minute or so before Giselle saw her, and when she did finally notice, Emma didn’t hide or conceal that she had been watching the brunette. She simply rolled her shoulders into a shrug, “Admiring the view.” Pink lips rose into a seemingly innocent smile, “I didn’t see you yesterday, I wanted to see how you’re doing.”

Giselle rolls her eyes, but smiles nonetheless. "'Admiring the view', hm?" Giselle had been bent over one of Luke's cars, trying to fix a noise she's been hearing in under the hood. She knows what "view" Emma had been taking in. She grabs a clean towel and absently wipes the grease off her hands. "I was running errands. I didn't think you'd miss me..." But she'd missed the other woman too. If she were being honest.

               ”Did you enjoy yourself last night?”