His words has her blushing again. Emmeline didn't know what to think of Charlie. While she wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt, she was fearful to do so. Clearly, she hadn't had the best of luck with men and she almost wondered if she was simply a horrible judge of character.

She stopped dead in her tracks at his next comment though, turning to look at him with wide eyes. "Are you looking for an invitation to dinner at my home, Mr-" she paused, realizing she didn't even know what his last name was, just that he was Charlie but that felt far too informal, "I don't even know your last name."

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