It didn’t take long for Jason to respond to the video chat request from Emma, and that flattered the young wife. Carding her fingers through her golden hair, she begins to blush as soon as she sees the celebrity sitting in a robe with messy hair and a smile on his face. Making sure that he could see a lot of her summer dress (which was a sky blue dress with flowers decorating the entire fabric), Emma smiles in return when he addresses her as ‘gorgeous.’ Nodding with a pleased, yet embarrassed smile on her pink, plush lips whenever he asks if she was indeed wearing a summer dress. He asks her how she’s been, which was such a sweet question to start their conversation off, and Emma adjusts in her spot on the couch and hums while looking up at her ceiling. Chewing at the inside of her left cheek briefly before shrugging and returning her gaze to her phone.<br/><br/>“I’ve been alright. Last night was fun. Daniel bought me a choker, and then we watched a rather...dirty movie together. I never expected him to indulge in either of those things, so I was pretty surprised,” Emma confesses before lifting a hand in order to clarify. “<i>Pleasantly</i>. Pleasantly surprised,” she amends her word choice or lack thereof before finding herself blushing like an idiot. Her mind returning her thoughts to last night. How it felt to have Daniel between her legs as she wore nothing but the choker and heels. The heels dropped to the floor by the edge of the bed quite quickly whenever her toes started to curl from such pleasure. The occasion of her husband going down on her was rare, and so that was also an extremely pleasant surprise. She wondered why he chose to do that that night when she was writhing underneath his tongue and hands. Was it the choker and heels? Did it look<i>that</i>sexy on her? Did the movie get him in more of a mood than she initially realized? Emma stared off into the distance for what seemed like forever before she finally caught herself. Grateful that Jason wasn’t the kind to snap fingers in front of people’s faces whenever they space out. There’s no proper excuse to be rude and demand the attention back like that. “Sorry,” she quickly fumbled out before focusing her attention on the sitting celebrity on her phone screen. For a brief moment, she wished he were sitting next to her on the couch instead of on his hotel bed. “How have you been?” She redirects the question onto Jason, smiling and pushing the memories of the night before to the back of her mind.