Seth Quinn acted as if he hadn't heard, pulling Clara Grant out of the dressing room without a backward glance.
The smile on River Sterling's lips widened. He finally shoved his hands into his pockets and leaned leisurely against the dressing table. "My, my. Seth is just too impulsive, always running off with a girl at the drop of a hat. That's no way to act. Not at all. He has no appreciation for the fairer sex."
Poppy Vance, however, shot him a flirtatious glare. "Brother Sterling, you're so bad."
The moment she spoke, Linden Jennings pinched her nose. His voice held a warning as he said, "Poppy, from now on, you're forbidden from saying those three words—'you're so bad'—to any man but me. Got it?"
"Alright, alright, I get it." Unconcerned that River Sterling was still present, Poppy Vance pouted flirtatiously.
Linden Jennings couldn't resist planting a loud "SMACK!" on her lips. River Sterling was speechless!
