* Emmy’s POV

Even as we are still sitting on the sofa in his living room, Guillaume looks at me intensely, his gaze is undoubtedly full of desire, he slowly approaches me, I know what he intends to do but I anticipate his gesture and gently places my hands on his chest which stops him in his tracks, he looks at me and I hold his gaze, understanding that I don't intend to let myself be he slowly steps back and leans back on the sofa with his head back .

'' Guillaume…

My voice is oddly quiet, he sits up and looks at me waiting for me to continue...