Meanwhile, Autumn Shelby rushed downstairs and didn't stop running until she reached the parking area. She finally came to a stop and leaned back against her car door.
She had run in such a hurry that her feet ached in their high heels and her heart was pounding. She instinctively clutched the fabric over her chest, pressing down hard.
But the physical pain and exhaustion were nothing compared to the sharp, intense ache in her heart.
In the more than twenty years she'd known Seth Quinn, he had always been a cold man in her eyes, utterly indifferent to every woman he met.
For all those years, day in and day out, there had never been an exception. So she had concluded that he was either just naturally cold, wasn't interested in women, or had some sort of physiological problem.
But she had been by his side all these years, and he'd never shown any inclination toward men. As for him having some physiological defect, that was completely out of the question.
