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.

I might give you a lift. Saw you almost got into Mr. Whitman's car and figured I'd be driving home solo," Callum shared with

teased, "Mr. Gordon, so formal, waiting around to play

invite to compete, huh? Strutting your stuff in the competition isn't a bad way to

smoothly shifted the conversation

I create the

we'd all starve," Callum joked as he opened

around, but before she could refuse, Callum added,

her into the car, especially since she

their way, Thalassa finally spoke up. "Thanks for earlier. Without you, I wouldn't have been

aren't we?" Callum

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