Thankfully, the plane was delayed by two hours, or Claire Sinclair would have missed her 9:00 AM flight.
The aftermath of giving The Great Demon King Quincy the go-ahead was always the same: a sore waist, an aching back, and legs so weak she could barely stand.
Thinking back on every little detail from last night, Claire Sinclair had the distinct impression that a brief separation was more passionate than any honeymoon. 'That guy...'
'Never mind. It's too embarrassing to even think about.'
The next morning, Adrian Quincy drove her to the airport himself.
Just before she left, Adrian Quincy couldn't bear his reluctance to part with his wife. Under the watchful eyes of the public, he fiercely captured her lips, kissing her until she was dizzy and light-headed.
Passersby stopped to watch, and some even tried to take out their phones to snap pictures, but they were stopped by Aiden Howkins and his men.
