Emma turned herself the smallest bit in order to better face him. A leg curled inward and her knee pressed gently against his hip when she finally did resettle. She hoped no blundering idiot would come in and ruin this perfectly lovely moment as she would probably be quite touchy and rude to the poor bloke.
She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and canted her head to the right. "Am I? You're the only bloke to have ever sent me flowers," she admitted slowly.
"Want to be another first for me?" and there it was, let it be known that Emma Dobbs was not very good about beating around the bush. However, once it was said she about died. It did sound worse than what she meant! Emma covered her mouth with both hands and widened her eyes.
"Oh, I meant.. well not.. that, I mean!" at least she could laugh at herself. She dropped her hands for a moment. "I meant I've never been... uhm.. kissed. Oh, son of a hippogriff!"