Gilbert caught her fingers and frowned. "Emma, I want to save our most beautiful night for our wedding. Go get some rest. I still have some work to take care of."
He turned and strode out of the room.
Watching him walk away, Emma's lips curled into a subtle smile.
Although Gilbert hadn't touched her this time, she could clearly sense his nervousness and inner turmoil.
Hmph. I'm sexy, fiery, stunning, what man could resist me? I don't believe for a second he's not interested. Emma was convinced that once Gilbert slept with her, their relationship would be unbreakable. Even if Claire tried to fight back, she wouldn't stand a chance.
Just then, her phone rang.
She answered.
"Ms.Miler, we've secured all the balsam on the market," a low male voice reported from the other end.
"Good. Well done," Emma replied, a shadowy smile flashing across her face.
