Regret Came Too Late

Damien grew even more suspicious, craning his neck to look into the car. "Who

are you texting? We blow up your phone and you never answer us," he grumbled.

Ethan calmly shoved Damien's head out of the way and rolled the window up

without a word.

Undeterred, Damien knocked on the glass. "I'm supposed to meet a few of the

college leaders. Since you're already here, wanna grab dinner later?"

"I don't have time for that," Ethan said flatly.

Damien felt like he had just been punched in the gut. Then why the hell was he

even here?

He turned to leave. But just then, another car pulled up and parked right in front of

Ethan's.

The window rolled down, and there was Grace, flashing a stunning smile as she

waved over at Ethan. "Mr. Henderson, I just booked a place for lunch. Do you

want to join me?" she called.

Ethan's window lowered again. He let out a soft chuckle. "Yeah."

Damien stood there, frozen. He honestly thought he was hallucinating.

At that moment, Damien's assistant, Oliver Cooke, walked over and leaned in.

"Mr. Jensen, we should head out. Your meeting is about to start."

But Damien, without thinking, yanked open Ethan's car door and slid inside. He

waved Oliver off. "Push the meeting back. Tell them something came up."

Then, he turned to Grace, who was still sitting in her car ahead of them.

"Ms. Lambert, hope you don't mind me joining," Damien said with a sly smile.

Grace didn't mind at all. She had just gotten the jump on Damien by snatching

Jasper out from under him, and if staying friendly kept things from getting messy,

she was more than happy to play nice.

led the way while Ethan's followed behind. What Grace

the second

grew darker by the second.

from stealing glances at him, studying him

talk unless he had to.

a single

outside the restaurant

silence.

you were busy," he said

you're suddenly free? Ethan, man,

was the stubborn type. Once something didn't sit right with him,

wouldn't let it go.

of the

the wheelchair. Tim moved to push the

sneaking out his phone to make a call.

number.

something weird between Ethan and Grace?"

keeping his voice

but it always seemed

seriously believe.

lounging on his couch with his long

it way earlier, but he loved sitting

how?" Julian

how

asked him for

and he said

minutes later, Grace

he's free. Now, I'm

with my

eyes."

out loud hearing that. Damien had basically volunteered

third-wheel Grace and Ethan.

he drawled lazily. "Then you'd better keep a close eye.

off."

snorted. "Don't worry. I won't let Grace take advantage of

he hung

at

slowly shaking his

gone to a lot

finally

and now, it was about to

ruined.

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