"Where do you get so many twisted reasons? As long as you want to hold onto it, it will never run away," Jared Quinn pinched her nose, really wanting to pry open her head to see what she was thinking.
"Well, forget it, I'm not in the mood to catch it."
Jared Quinn was used to her quirky logic and her expression of wanting to distance herself from him. His deep black eyes darkened, and he picked her up without allowing any resistance.
Whether she used her quirky logic or not, the result was always the same.
"I really have a scene to shoot."
"Your scene is in the afternoon," Jared Quinn placed her in the front passenger seat.
Melody Thorne glared at the self-righteous man. Since when did he know her filming schedule so clearly?
"Jared Quinn, are you so hopelessly in love with me?" Melody Thorne rested her chin on her hand and looked at Jared Quinn.
