EMMA’s POV :
“Well, I wasn’t expecting to see you here. But, what a great surprise,” he chuckled lightly, pausing for a beat before saying, “How did you know I was here?”
“I don’t. I just happen to walk by,” I replied.
“Wow, fate must have a great sense of humor,” he smirked.
I hadn’t seen him in two years and I forgot how much his smile or his eyes had an effect on me. Quickly, I averted my gaze. I didn’t want him to know how much of an impact his presence had on me.
“What is all this anyway?” I blurted, trying to sound as nonchalant as I could.
“It’s an art exhibition, of course. My art exhibition,” he said matter-of-factly.
“Yours? Wait, but how? I mean, what?” I was stammering like an i***t.
He stifled a laugh and said, “It seems like you have a lot of q
