Ethan Sinclair said, "The usual."
Hugo Hollis understood. He needed to prepare a gift for their visit to Mr. Mayer.
He silently made a mental note of the task and continued his methodical report on business matters.
Lianne's voice came through the receiver, pulling Seth Sinclair back to the present. He drawled, "Miss me?"
Lianne was lying on her stomach on the bed as she answered. She stated a simple fact: "You're the one who called me."
'If anyone was doing the missing,' she thought, 'it would be him missing me.'
Seth Sinclair leaned back against the railing. The evening breeze, tinged with a fine drizzle, brushed the hair from his forehead, revealing a pair of dark, deep-set eyes.
"Planning on visiting your professor soon?"
For the past three years, Lianne had visited Mr. Mayer with Ethan Sinclair during the Spring Festival holiday.
As for this year...
"I probably won't go."
"Probably?" Seth asked.
