The man suddenly dipped his head and pecked her on the lips. Then, he straightened up and casually walked past her as if nothing had happened.
Claire stood frozen in place, her mind completely blank.
'It seemed... he had just flirted with me...'
...
「That night.」
After her shower, Claire flopped onto the bed, too lazy to move an inch.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps outside her door. Claire felt a twinge of nervousness and turned her head toward the entrance.
'Adrian Quincy is staying over tonight. He wouldn't come into my room, would he?'
'I remember how he'd accused me of seducing him with such disgust at first, and now...'
'No, I'm too tired tonight. I can't let him in. Otherwise, with a man and a woman alone in a room, something is bound to happen.'
Claire scrambled out of bed and scurried to the door.
Just as she was about to bolt the door, the man's low, captivating voice came from outside. "Claire, are you asleep?"
"I'm asleep!" Claire answered through the door.
