From the doorway of the first-floor living room to the bed in the second-floor bedroom, the man and woman were practically glued together, kissing, spinning, and stumbling their way there.
Throughout the entire process, Clara Grant's mind was a complete blank. She only knew to hold tightly onto Seth Quinn, enduring his passionate kisses and haphazard caresses.
It wasn't until Seth pinned her down on the large bed and his hands began to tug at her clothes that Clara suddenly came to her senses. She opened her eyes and reached out to stop him. "Don't…"
Seth looked up at her, panting. "Clara, you promised me at the hospital. You can't go back on your word, can you?"
Clara Grant struggled to sit up. From their recent, fiery kisses, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were hazy with desire. Her gaze was full of affection, and her glistening lips were slightly swollen.
