Their rehearsal unknowingly stretched late into the night.
Ethan Quinn had expected to be tired, but surprisingly, he wasn't. On the contrary, he was very curious to see how far Amelia Lockhart could go.
Her tone and expression were occasionally off, but all it took was a little guidance from him for her to find the right feel.
She was like a plant; give it water, and it would absorb it and grow.
It was a strange and wonderful experience.
And when she looked at him with those naturally seductive eyes, his heart would involuntarily speed up.
"Your eyes are good, but your movements are stiff," Ethan Quinn said in a low voice, his own eyes darkening slightly as he looked at the woman who had fallen into his arms.
Amelia Lockhart quickly stood up, picked up the script again to study it, and furrowed her brow slightly.
It was a scene that took place on an outing.
