Emily normally would have given a little giggle at his response but her small smile grew into a wide grin which soon faded. She felt like she should say something about the second kiss...she just ran off...no explanation...nothing. Why wasn't he asking her about it...did he not care...did he not feel anything? She bit the side of her lip as she watched him start to sketch on the paper. She tilted her head to the side to get a better look at the drawing...it was really good. A small smile graced her face again and she let her eyes flit up to Sam who was concentrating on his sketch. Her heart gave that little flutter and her smile fell. She leaned back in her chair as she tried to calm her racing heart. Emily took a deep breath. Fine, he wasn't going to say anything she would have to and also...he deserved it.
"I'm sorry, Sam. For everything. For kissing you again and then running off without an answer, I just...sorry."