Regret Came Too Late

Grace sat in her car, unsure what Paul meant by "Don't make hasty decisions". Was he referring to her love life or something else entirely?

The day had thrown too many shocks her way, which made her feel drained. While driving home, she passed Henderson Group and spotted Ethan outside.

His head was down, and from that distance, she couldn't read his expression. Grace pulled over and flashed him a smile. "Mr. Henderson, are you heading home from work? Do you need a lift?"

Ethan glanced up, then looked away. "Yeah."

Something about him seemed off. She got out to help him into her car when it hit her-unlike Ethan's car with high-tech equipment, hers didn't have an automatic ramp.

Well, this was awkward. He kept his head down and asked, "Am I being a burden?"

Guilt washed over Grace as she rolled up her sleeves. "Not at all. It'll just be a little awkward. Let me help you in first, then I'll fold up the chair."

"Okay."

When she lifted Ethan, she realized just how heavy he was. She thought his legs had been getting better and would allow him to walk a little. Why did he seem worse now?

pressed against her, her face flushed with effort. Around Ethan, she

down to the size of a small stool, which hardly took up any space in the back. She placed

marks beneath her collar became visible. He

she got behind the wheel. In the rearview mirror, she noticed the slight smile

rarely saw emotion on his

because someone finally doesn't mind

in Ethan's mind, those people probably just wanted something

A twinge

face. She had been trying not to think about

over. How embarrassing. If she said no, he would think she was sleeping

she hadn't even seen the guy's face clearly. He was not exactly

as straight-laced as Ethan would probably judge her. He

gripped the steering wheel.

A healthy relationship

couldn't help smiling. Even if he were the last man on earth, Ethan probably