If Emmaline had a shred of energy left, she would have been shocked or protested.
But she was tired and her head hurt slightly and her nose was running and all she wanted to do was sleep.
As much as she wanted that, she also knew she had postponed her date with Ashton twice before this.
She was determined to see it through.
So when Ashton opened the car door, she got out and followed him into the private lift.
The lift opened directly into his city apartment.
If you could call it an apartment.
What Emmaline and her mother stayed in was an apartment.
It had two bedrooms and a modest living room.
What Ashton had was more like a giant house masquerading as an apartment.
The ceiling to floor windows showed off sparkling city lights and the kitchen alone was the size of half of Emmaline's entire house.
Surprisingly, it was quite clean and tidy for a bachelor.
Emmaline hadn't known what to expect.
