Selene's POV
Once I had confirmed that Amelia had walked away, I let out a sigh of relief.
But then, it was hard.
Amelia had said something about the whereabouts of my biological father.
Does she know him? What was she planning to do with him?
A frown settled on my face as I thought of what I had overheard.
Suddenly, a low, deep voice broke my thoughts. "Have you had enough of hugging me, Ms Blake?"
Wait…
That voice…
Maxwell?
At the moment, I remembered the man whose waist I was still holding.
Biting my lips in embarrassment, and with a flushed cheeks, I looked up at him, quickly releasing my grip.
"Sorry, I acted on impulse just now," I mumbled slowly.
My face flushed with embarrassment as I darted my eyes everywhere but him.
What was he doing here?
Was he also here for some sort of "blind date"?
"What are you doing here, Mr Winslow?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
