James smiled and said, “I’m full.”

“Okay.”

Quincy answered casually and said, “Your flight is at two o’clock in the afternoon. We should have enough time if we check out now and rush to the airport.

James nodded. “Alright then, let’s check out.”

Quincy hurriedly escaped. James leaned against the sofa and watched as Quincy left. He could not help but mutter, “What’s on that woman’s mind? Why was she blushing all of a sudden?”

He plopped into the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Soon, Quincy had su