A Night of Desire

Clara Grant answered the call. Before she could even speak, Seth Quinn’s deep, chuckling voice came through the phone. "Darling, what are you up to?"

Even though she knew her mother couldn’t hear, a faint blush still crept onto Clara Grant’s face. ’This man...’ He was losing more and more of his former cold and aloof demeanor around her. It was as if his lips were constantly coated in honey, sweet nothings spilling out at a moment’s notice. She was still having some trouble getting used to it.

Clara Grant instinctively glanced at her mother before turning slightly away. "Nothing much," she said. "Are you free now?"

Skylar Hayes smiled at her daughter, then got up to busy herself with other things, giving the young couple some space to talk privately.

Seth Quinn hummed softly in agreement. "You can come back to the city tomorrow. I’ll have Chase Childs pick you up."

Clara Grant thought about it. She would have agreed to anything, simply because she was finally coming back. She was about to say "okay," but then a mischievous thought struck her. She pretended to be upset, puffing out her cheeks. "Have Chase Childs pick me up? Why aren’t you coming yourself? Don’t you miss me? Don’t you want to see me the very first chance you get?"

Seth Quinn detected the unhappiness in her tone. His voice instantly softened, laced with doting affection as he quickly explained, "Of course I want to see you the first chance I get, but I have to lead an important meeting tomorrow, so..."

Clara Grant smiled to herself. Even she felt she was being a little unreasonable, but she continued her "unhappy" act. "So what? I don’t care. I want you to come and get me yourself. Is the meeting more important, or am I?"

"Alright. I’ll go pick you up myself tomorrow."

Seth Quinn’s low, gentle voice drifted through the phone, carrying a unique sexiness. It was like a warm breeze sweeping through Clara Grant’s heart, leaving a pleasant, ticklish tingle in its wake.

Clara Grant was actually a little surprised. She couldn’t believe he’d agreed to such an unreasonable demand without a moment’s hesitation.

’Shouldn’t he have at least explained how important the meeting was and tried to negotiate a compromise with her?’

’So why did he end up being the one to compromise without a second thought?’

A sweet sensation then welled up in Clara Grant’s heart. ’I guess all women are like this,’ she mused. ’We all want to be the most important person in our boyfriend’s or husband’s heart, to always be the one he cherishes above all else.’

Although she felt a little silly for being so secretly delighted, she couldn’t resist pushing it a bit further. "You’re coming to get me yourself? But didn’t you just say you have a very important meeting tomorrow? What are you going to do about that?"

After she asked, she immediately chided herself. ’Aren’t you just fishing for him to say, "You’re the most important thing to me?" Clara Grant, since when did you become so dramatic?’

But Seth Quinn answered without a trace of hesitation. "To me, nothing is more important than you, let alone a single meeting. I can cancel it and reschedule, or just have River host it. It’s no problem."

Clara Grant couldn’t help but ask, "Don’t you think I’m being unreasonable and inconsiderate, that I have no sense of priorities?"

Seth Quinn chuckled softly. "Not at all. I just think it’s adorable."

’Perhaps other men would think so,’ he thought. But he didn’t find her unreasonable in the slightest. In fact, it made him happy. Her making demands of him proved that she truly saw him as her man, that she truly cared about him.