Chapter 509

Max and Brielle were now an item, out in the open for all to see. Yet, Brielle couldn’t shake the feeling that her happiness, every minute and every second of it, was somehow stolen.

After Brielle hung up the phone from explaining the previous night’s events, she stared blankly at the ball of yarn before her until a slender hand picked it up. Following the hand, her gaze met Max’s.

Max had wrapped up his work and, noticing the embryonic shape of a scarf in her hands, raised an eyebrow. “Getting close to done?”

Brielle chuckled. Knitting a scarf wasn’t exactly a quick affair, and with tomorrow’s dinner party, it would take even longer to finish it. She wanted to wear it before Christmas, but that would mean hustling.

“Not even close.”

Max set the yarn down and sat on the nearby couch. “Will I be able to wear it before Christmas?”

“Are you in a hurry?”

Although she had promised it as a Christmas gift, Max seemed more eager than ever.

indeed anxious – after all, he had already bragged about it, and if he

it

night, when Max awoke at 2 a.m., he saw Brielle still working

get

Max suggest sleep.

exhaustion endearing. Expecting her to sleep in, he was surprised to find her up at dawn, knitting in the

watched her silhouette against

set

in black boots with perfectly tucked pants and a tall frame, his presence

outside world. The driver in front didn’t dare strike up

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his peers.

for someone outside our usual crowd?” he mused, finding it

his phone aside. “Well, I’ll see what this Brielle is like

tagged Max in the

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