Seeing her coughing so violently, Seth Quinn grew a little worried. He'd only said those things to try and close the distance between them, to get rid of the awkwardness that had sprung up yesterday.
He stood up and leaned forward. Clara Grant was already half-draped over the table from coughing, and he gently patted her back to help her catch her breath. "I just washed your underwear, that's all," he said. "Don't be so overwhelmed. Be careful you don't cough up a lung."
Clara honestly couldn't tell if he'd been joking or telling the truth. She didn't know if he was genuinely worried about her or just continuing to tease her.
Once her coughing fit subsided and some of her strength returned, Clara Grant slapped his hand away. "Are you a pervert?" she said, flushed with a mix of shame and anger. "Why would you give me a bath, change my clothes, and wash them?"
'And my underwear, too! That's something a man only does for a woman if they're in a really intimate relationship, right?'
