Seth Quinn went out and sat on the sofa for a good while, but Clara Grant still hadn't come out. A hint of impatience flickered across his face, yet he stood up and returned to the bathroom.
The bathroom door was still ajar, just as he'd left it. He frowned and pushed it open, but the moment he did, he froze mid-step.
In the faintly steamy bathroom, Clara Grant's naked form starkly burst into view.
The visual impact was far more direct and intense than before. Seth Quinn felt his heart give a single, heavy THUMP.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he unconsciously swallowed hard. When he finally realized something was wrong with her, his brow furrowed deeply, and he started walking toward her.
Her underwear and bath towel were tossed carelessly on the floor. She didn't have a stitch on, yet Clara Grant still felt hot. Unbearably hot. Even hotter than before she was out in the rain!
