Clara Grant clamped one hand over her eyes, pointing an accusing finger at Seth Quinn with the other. "You, you, you! Why are you taking your clothes off?"
Seth Quinn was unfazed by her overreaction. He even seemed to be teasing her on purpose, turning from his sideways stance to face her directly. "I'm changing. Of course I have to take off what I'm wearing first."
Clara had planned to peek through the gaps in her fingers to see if he'd gotten dressed or covered up. But she never expected that the moment she spread her fingers even slightly, she'd be met with the stunning sight of a gorgeous, half-naked man.
Startled, she quickly clamped her hand over her eyes again. "You... Hurry up and put your clothes on!"
'He must be doing this on purpose!'
'Why wouldn't he change earlier or later? He just had to take his clothes off the moment I came out.'
'And he took... everything off!'
