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.

you almost got into Mr. Whitman's car and figured I'd be

teased, "Mr. Gordon, so formal, waiting

be all mine," Callum replied, the picture of a gentleman. "Skipping out on my private invite

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 sales. I wouldn't want to cause

you, we'd all starve," Callum

being driven around, but before she could refuse, Callum added, "Hop in. We can talk

get her into the car, especially since she was eager to know more about the recent

spoke up. "Thanks for earlier. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to

aren't we?" Callum said with a gentle

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