George Summer quickly adjusted his expression, smiling as he turned around, "Let me take this inside for you?"
Josie Reed didn't miss his momentary strange expression just now, glancing briefly at his slightly reddened eyes, she chose not to mention it and handed him the tray.
"Thanks." She said, turning to walk away with a smile, genuinely wanting to give them some alone time.
George Summer knocked on the door, only pushing it open when he heard a sharp response from inside.
Inside the bedroom with a beige-themed decor, Tara Summer was on the couch with her laptop, wearing a light-blue knee-length home dress. It wasn't seductive or splendid, but it was refreshingly heart-stirring.
"Brother George," Seeing him come in, Tara hurriedly closed her laptop, as if concealing something.
George Summer smiled gently, always dressed in a pristine white shirt, handsome and dashing, like sunshine warming her heart.
