Their intimate moment was abruptly interrupted as the shop attendant cleared his throat loudly, reminding them of their surroundings.
Remo and Abby quickly straightened up, her faces flushed with a mixture of desire and embarrassment.
"Is there anything else I can help you with?" the attendant asked with an awkward smile, clearly aware of the tension he had interrupted.
Remo cleared his throat, his tone regaining its composure. "Yes, actually," he said, glancing at Abby with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "We're looking for a wedding ring, but we will take this necklace too."
The shop attendant nodded, trying to regain his professionalism after the unexpected interruption. "Of course, Mr. Quinn.
Right this way." He led them to a different section of the boutique, away from the tantalizing distractions of the necklaces and other jewelry.
