What was he implying? Summer Sutton naturally knew.
"Going and coming back aren't the same." Knowing he'd have to catch a flight tomorrow, Summer Sutton ducked under his arm to get out.
"I'll go run your bath!" In a flash, she was in the bathroom.
Tonight, she seemed like a dutiful wife, running Adrian Walyon's bath, preparing his robe, even squeezing toothpaste for him.
She took care of all sorts of trivial tasks for him, getting ready to leave, but Adrian Walyon pulled her to the bathtub's edge, not letting her go, "Stay here with me! Let me have a good look at you."
He didn't force her to do anything, just wanted her to accompany him.
Summer Sutton was momentarily taken aback, standing stiffly by the bathtub, a bit taken off guard by his words.
His words made it seem like they were truly a loving couple, and even a brief separation would be hard to bear...
