Joan's POV.
Ignoring them, I ran toward the elevator, staring at my hand. I can still feel it!! Jeezzz, what am I even thinking? I didn't know my hand would go that far and touch him!! I just wanted him to release me!! Getting out of the elevator, I headed to the private living room and ruffled my hair.
"What have I done!!"
"Ahh, look at her, she's not normal again, she really did it," Allison giggled and clapped. The three of them sat in front of me and started staring.
"Why is your hand shaking? Did you touch it?" Emma raised a brow. I glared at her and blushed, giving them the hint they needed.
"Ohhhh! Good job!!" Norah grinned.
"I…I didn't mean it," I blushed. "It was a mistake…"
"No no, why are you feeling guilty?" Allison frowned. "It is yours already."
"I'm very sure it will listen to your command and stand up immediately."
"Emma!!!" I felt like I would faint from their teasing. "You should all stop!" I held my burning face and stood up.
