Quincy’s nonchalant response made James’ embarrassment even more pronounced.

“U-Um, could you get out of the bathroom first? I need to get dressed.”

“Okay,” Quincy replied while her eyes peered at the bathtub as if she was trying to check something.

After a glance, she turned and left the bathroom.

James sighed in relief.

Then, he got out of the bath and quickly got dressed.

After putting on his clothes, he walked out.

Quincy had already set the table for them.

When he sat next to her,