She couldn't help but look up at Seth Quinn, but for a moment, she didn't know what to say.
"What's wrong? Didn't you say you were going to bed?" Seth Quinn noticed her staring, and his lips curled into a smirk. "Are you touched by how thoughtful and considerate I am?"
As he spoke, he slowly leaned closer to her face, his voice growing softer and more alluring, but with a mischievous edge. "Want to offer yourself as thanks?"
With her face burning and heart racing, Clara Grant instantly jumped back a step. She hurried past him and began to haphazardly rifle through the bags. Grabbing the one with the pajamas, she averted her eyes and said, "I'm going to take a shower."
Then she bolted into the bathroom.
Seth Quinn turned his head to watch her flustered, petite figure, the smile on his lips widening. He only looked away when the bathroom door was shut with a SLAM.
He grabbed his own pajamas from the closet and went to shower in the bathroom of the other room.
