He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and placed his cheek against mine. I felt like I was about to pass out as a result of the risky maneuver.

"What are you thinking?" said Sean Matthews with his dark, penetrating eyes as he stared down at my sagging face.

I quickly contradicted him, saying "No, no."

After that, he headed over to the restaurant. It would seem that he skipped out on going to the firm.

I dared not go, so I remained where I was until Sean Matthews had completed his dinner. I waited there.

After waiting for twenty minutes, I was about to ask Sean...