6 PM on a weekend evening.
Thea Lynch was feeling better from her cold and took the opportunity to go out for a while that afternoon.
Sean Bell arrived half an hour earlier than the agreed time, and Thea hadn't finished changing her clothes yet.
In the living room, Sean propped his head with one hand and looked sideways towards the master bedroom, urging once more, "Thea, are you ready yet?"
"Almost."
Upon hearing the familiar answer, Sean snickered, "How many 'almosts' have you given me now?"
"You women are really troublesome."
"I'm lucky I came early."
Amid his complaints, Thea finally pushed open the door of the walk-in closet and came out from the master bedroom.
Sean lazily lifted his eyelids, and then his gaze paused.
Compared to her usual serious and elegant business attire, today Thea's outfit was more aggressive.
A burgundy strapless gown perfectly outlined her good figure, like a piece of red velvet cake that people couldn't help but want to taste.
