"Brother Spencer, it's time for dinner. Let's grab something to eat before heading back. It'll take another hour or two to get back to the city, and traffic's always bad on weekends. If we go back without eating, you'll probably be starving by the time we get there." Abby's stomach growled, reminding her she was hungry too.

Spencer smiled and agreed, "Okay, you can pick the place."

Abby walked ahead, and Spencer nudged his suitcase toward Evan. "Mr. York, could you please help me with the suitcase?"

Without waiting for a response, Spencer grabbed a small bag-likely his laptop case-and quickly caught up with Abby.

Evan fought the urge to kick Spencer's suitcase away. But, in an effort to impress Abby, he held back.

Abby's demeanor toward Spencer was purely platonic-a sibling-like affection, without any romantic undertones. Her eyes held only the calmness of a deep friendship, which gave Evan a sense of relief.

Though Spencer and Abby acted affectionate, Evan could see it was the kind of bond old friends share after being apart for a long time.

with Abby, she glanced over

you have a lot of

some daily essentials. The suitcase isn't heavy.

up before

nodded without hesitation.

aside his personal feelings. He

woman to make that kind of move.

think carefully about marrying that far away. My company has worked with the York Corporation in Wiltspoon, so I

still think

There are plenty of great people here in Huyoniville who know you

your family will be

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