Chapter 11

(Emily’s POV).

"Do you want to come or stay here?"

I looked around. Even in the car, it was scary to see the crowd as if I were alone. I figured there was no harm in going with Mike, especially since he said it would only be for a short time and his friend was trustworthy.

"I'm coming with you."

He got out and opened the door for me. He never forgot my hand to be held by him. His treatment so far has been perfect, just like a man a woman would want.

But his confession just now ... was beyond my expectations. Honestly, my heart didn't even stop beating fast because of it, making me so nervous when I was around him.

His hand never left mine. Even when waiting for his friend, he pulled out a chair for me to sit on while he stood by my side since we were inside the bar.

The music was blaring and I tried to enjoy myself even though it wasn't my taste. At least I was not far away from him rather than in the car by myself.

"Hey, Mike!" A man's greeting voice sounded behind me.

I turned my