After the competition, Joshua offered to give Thalassa a ride home, but she politely declined.

As she watched Joshua's car pull away, Thalassa lowered her lashes, about to hail a cab, when a smooth voice stopped her. "Thalassa."

Turning around, Thalassa caught sight of Callum approaching her with a gentle smile.

She blinked in mild surprise. "Mr. Gordon, you haven't left yet?"

"I was waiting for you," Callum replied, his eyes twinkling with a neighborly warmth.

"Waiting for me?" Thalassa echoed, puzzled.

got into Mr. Whitman's car and figured I'd be driving home solo," Callum shared with

Gordon, so formal, waiting around to play my

mine," Callum replied, the picture of a gentleman. "Skipping out on my private invite to compete, huh? Strutting your stuff in the competition isn't a

smoothly shifted

bit sheepish, Thalassa said, "Right now, I'm just an unknown designer. Even if I create the perfect piece, it's tough to make

designer thought as much about the business side as you, we'd all starve," Callum joked as he opened the car

driven around, but before she could refuse, Callum added, "Hop in. We can talk about Susan on the

enough to get her into the car, especially since she was

their way, Thalassa finally spoke up. "Thanks for

formalities at this point, aren't we?" Callum said with a gentle

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