Seth Quinn straightened his clothes and walked over to her. "Are you hungry? Let's go downstairs and get something to eat."
With that, he headed for the door, opened it, and started downstairs.
'Eat?' Clara Grant followed behind him, the situation feeling stranger the more she thought about it. "Wait, weren't you supposed to take me to see Cherie? Why did you bring me to your house?"
Seth Quinn, who was ahead of her, stopped short. Caught off guard, Clara walked right into him. Thankfully, they weren't moving fast, so it was just a light bump, but her nose still throbbed a little.
'Is this man made of steel? His back is so hard!' Clara thought resentfully, rubbing her nose.
The man turned around. He was so tall that whenever he looked at her, Clara always felt like he was looking down on the entire world.
