Grace ended the call abruptly. Only a fool like Alice would look at a guy like Yancey and think he was worth anything.

She turned to head back to Ethan's bedroom, but the lights were off. For a moment, she considered leaving and finding some other place to crash for the night, but then the breeze from the balcony swept in.

That was when she realized Ethan wasn't in bed. He was out there, standing in the dark. She didn't have to get close to smell the cigarette smoke.

"Mr. Henderson, isn't smoking bad for your recovery?"

Wasn't his injury still healing?

The faint glow from the yard made it hard to read his expression, but Grace could still see the intensity in his eyes-something raw and expectant, something that got to her. Maybe visiting Eleanor's grave had put him in a somber mood.

She stayed beside him, unsure of what to say.

one moment, gone the next, but leaving an

the cigarette just before

burn yourself," she

flicked the cigarette into the ashtray, his eyes still fixed on the horizon. But the damage was done.

gently on the burn. "Is there a first aid

the difference in their height, she had to tilt her head up to meet Ethan's gaze. He swallowed

your insomnia, I'll get in touch with an alternative medicine practitioner and find something that might help. I hope that's okay with

mouth than

regained consciousness, Ethan's behavior toward

He never asserted his rank over her as long as she kept things respectful. He had even cared for her when she got her period, which was more

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