Regret Came Too Late

"Come on. Let's step outside. There's something I need to talk to you about," Ethan said.

Grace jerked her hand away from his.

Yancey's brow twitched, then his mouth curled into a smirk. "Liam filled me in. He said you've been all messed up over my wedding and that I should keep an eye on you. Grace, you're a grown adult. Can't you deal with this like everyone else?"

Grace drew a slow breath. Somehow, she could sense Ethan's eyes on her. They were not warm, just piercing-like he was studying her.

"Are you done? Don't flatter yourself. You think I'd lose it just because you're getting married? What kind of delusion is that?"

But Yancey was sure her recent behavior was just her being overwhelmed. Before she could react, he pulled her close by the waist.

"That's it. After your shift, we're going to see a psychiatrist," he said.

Grace snapped. She kneed him right where it hurt most.

Yancey hunched over in agony, his face going pale as he cried out, "Grace!"

had just made a scene with Yancey in front of the Hendersons. There was no way

it wasn't

presence like no one else. Any excuse

eye contact, his gaze lowering as he said, "Go

it was just the

Grace

she was gone, only Ethan and Yancey remained in the office. Yancey, his face pale, pushed himself upright, still grasping for a way to

on the documents before him and

the question must have triggered it. Before he could stop himself, the words were

the room, absolute and suffocating, like someone had hit the

presence felt crushing. But his pride

us. I failed her." He added, his fists clenching and his fingers trembling, "Ethan,

Ethan had best keep the Yule family's heiress,

hammered inexplicably in his chest. Ethan was Druville's most distinguished man. There was no way

Grace so crudely, but the bitter thoughts