Regret Came Too Late

Grace froze, reeling a cold prickle crawl down her neck. Had she heard Simon right?

But then he stepped closer, his voice dropping to a low, menacing murmur meant only for her. "You're not leaving. If you try, I'll make your life a living hell. Even Ethan won't be able to save you."

His eyes were pure ice. Grace knew anyone connected to Ethan wasn't someone to mess with. She stiffened, her mouth filling with the bitter taste of bile.

"Simon, you need to leave," Ethan cut in mercifully.

Simon leaned in, his words a quiet hiss against her ear. "Stay. If I find out you run,

I swear those legs won't hold you up the next time I see you."

Damn! He was a full-blown psycho!

Grace wanted to cuss him out and flip him off, but instinct kept her still. Instead, she forced a brittle smile and scrambled toward Ethan. "Mr. Henderson, please, let me stay and help. I'm great at waiting on people!"

Pride wasn't worth dying over.

Simon seemed pleased with her quick submission and gave a wave. "Ethan, I'm out. Got to go find myself a side piece tonight."

Otherwise, the Yules would drag him back to play breeding stallion. His father had been on his case for months.

Ethan remained silent, only turning after Simon was out of sight. "You can go too."

Grace wasn't about to take the risk and put on her most sycophantic grin. "Mr. Henderson, I swear I'm really good with people. Please, let me stick around."

the moment the words left

stopped pushing his wheelchair before glancing back at her. "He put

"Nope. It's my idea."

So, she might as well go all in.

his knees, and added, "Also, I give a pretty mean head massage. It might

his chest heaving slightly. That smile of

pressed her lips together, unable

a faint chuckle slipping out. "Fine. You can

wave of relief washed over Grace as

stop was the study, where he immersed himself in paperwork. Grace stayed silent and barely made

to stay

closed the folder in his hands. "If you're that tired,

end up at Palm Bay. The rumors said Ethan hadn't let any woman

I'm

the exhaustion in her face before he turned and rolled toward the

hurried after him.

gave a

in dark, moody tones, the atmosphere heavy and intimidating. She knew a shower was next

injury, but she respected the