Although she ended up not punching Amos she wasn't happy at all that she almost raised her hand to the man she loved.
When he saw that she was upset, he raised his hand and grabbed her hand. He guided her hands to his chest and left them there.
"No matter how close you were to hit me, it's true that you stopped midway...,"
"But...,"
"I am fine, aren't I?" He asked. He didn't forget to give her his most charming smile.
"So get rid of that frown because it doesn't suit you one bit," He said and cupped her face.
It was after she calmed down that she realised that Amos was wearing his joggers.
"Where did you go to dress like that?" Joanna demanded. She gazed at him from head to toe.
"I went for exercise...,"
"Exercise at this ungodly hour?" Joanna quizzed, her suspicions evident in her tone and gaze.
"T-that...," Amos didn't know what to say when he noticed that his cover was blown.
