Tonight was going to be a rare occasion and she wanted to burn it into her memory. “You really look beautiful in that dress,” Chance said from behind her. “But I still feel like I’m at a disadvantage that you know my name and I’m still oblivious to yours.” “I want to stay mysterious. I think it makes me more intriguing to you.” Spinning back around, she stared at Chance from across the room. “Don’t you like a little mystery in your girls?” “I love the hunt like any other guy, but I want to call you something when I kiss you again.” Emerald tried to contain her excitement. Chance wanted to kiss her again. How was it possible her crush liked her as equally as she was into him? This night was turning out to be better and better. “Sweetheart is fine.” She had always wanted to hear a cute guy call her something like that. She got jealous when her roommate’s boyfriend addressed her by a pet name. “Fine, I’ll let your name go for now.” Chance came across the carpet closing the distance between them.
