CHAPTER 37: LIAM

I can't help but smile to myself at the sight of Emma gobbling every local delicacy we try. I haven't seen her this hungry before, and a part of me wants to save this moment and use it as blackmail later.

Just kidding.

Or maybe not.

"You must have been really hungry huh?" I ask, not being able to help myself.

She choked on her drink before turning to give me a shocked look, "Do I look hungry?"

I look at the few crumbs scattered over her mouth, some on her chin, her lips stained with oil, and a leaf stuck on her teeth.

I let out a small snort before replying, "Not at all, I was just messing with you," I lie.

She rolls her eyes and flips her hair, "That's what I thought."

"It's getting late, wanna head back now?" I suggest.

"Yeah, we can, but, can we get another grilled meat sandwich?" She smiles and I can't help but smile too.

The first function, Day 1: The Charity Outreach.

I dread this day, and not for what you think. It's not that I detest the idea of using my money for a good cause