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."

a hole the moment the

his wheelchair before glancing back at her. "He

"Nope. It's my idea."

she was past the point of embarrassment. So, she might

added, "Also, I give a pretty mean head massage. It might knock you out cold. Just throw in a little extra when you pay me later.

slightly. That smile

lips together, unable to

elevator, a faint chuckle

relief washed over

in paperwork. Grace

11:00 pm, she was done. She sank into a chair and struggled to stay awake, her head nodding

folder in his hands. "If

Bay. The rumors said Ethan hadn't

I'm fine.

glanced up, his eyes lingering on the exhaustion in her face before he turned

hurried after him. "Are you turning

gave a noncommittal

intimidating. She knew a

she respected the boundaries. No way was she