His voice was so deep, like a wine that had lost its flavor, and it fell straight into Sherry's heart.

She was startled.

His feet slipped and his whole body fell towards Aaron's direction.

The man's hand was carrying his suit jacket and his face was slightly sullen as he watched her fall, without any intention of extending a hand to help her.

And averted his eyes in disgust.

"Get out of the way."

Sherry covered her knocked calf and took a few steps backwards, sucking in a breath of pain.

Aaron had clearly walked past her and yet he had turned back.

"Pour a cup of coffee."

Sherry oh-so-reluctantly....