Emma Smith felt it was getting too hot to handle, so she immediately put the deer whip back on the shelf, wanting to explain, but not knowing how to. Robert Thomson laughed and walked over, his arm around her slender waist, rubbing the tip of his nose against her cheek playfully. In a murmuring tone, like he was talking with a mouth full of sugar, he spoke loudly enough for the people around them to hear: "Baby, I know you've been holding back, wanting me to pamper you so badly! Don't worry, when we head back home later, we'll do this and that, and that and this..."
Before he could finish, the family next to them started coughing loudly in succession.
Emma was going crazy. How could this guy be so good at spreading rumors? What did he mean by her buying deer whips for him to strengthen his body and saying she's been "unable to hold back, wanting his pampering"?!
She had no idea what these families would think of her now!
