Edmund should probably care more about his reputation right now because from the way he was being so needy with you in public, the news about that was going to get published. "Heir to the Lockwood family obsesses over a girl" or anything smart the news outlet would come out with usually about him and his family.

"Gosh you smell like heaven, baby"

He wouldn't stop. A small garden themed cafe with you smelling so amazing had gotten him more smitten than he already was, if that was even possible. His hands were gripping your wrists tightly, kissing the palm of your hands, and his lips trailing up your neck as well. Whatever perfume you decided to try today... it got him entranced.