Emily's POV
"Hi!"
I lifted my face and rolled my eyes when I saw him again. Matt had been following me for the past few days, and I had no idea what to do about him. He kept saying he was my boyfriend and had fallen in love with me at first sight.
Yes, he was handsome. Yes, he fit the description of my ideal man. Yes, he was professional. And yes, he was absolutely hot. But I didn't know him. According to him and my doctor, I had amnesia, which I confirmed when I saw the year on the calendar. I had forgotten my present life, and maybe Matt Foster was part of that present.
"Frowning again? I told you that won't work on me. You're still beautiful in my eyes."
I looked away and rolled my eyes, but I was actually hiding my smile. Something about him was annoying yet endearing. My mind didn't remember him, but my heart seemed to. It raced whenever he was near and ached whenever he wasn't around.
