Returning home, the housekeeper had dinner ready, and Milo Sinclair's little ritual was to take a shower first. After both had showered, they went downstairs to eat together.
After dinner, Shea Thorne placed the flowers she received today in a vase, putting it on Milo Sinclair's stream table.
"Thanks to Miss Thorne, I can appreciate such beautiful flowers," Milo Sinclair said from behind her, arms crossed, leaning against the door frame, smiling as he watched her arrange the flowers.
"How can you say that? Normally, when a man sees another man giving flowers to his girlfriend, shouldn't your reaction be different?" Shea Thorne felt she'd seen it all now; Milo Sinclair's thought process seemed overly peculiar.
Milo Sinclair walked over, hugged her, and laughed, "Jealous? That's a sign of insecurity. Now both the flowers and the person are here with me; jealousy shouldn't be my issue."
