Ethan was seriously ticked off, not in the mood for wordplay. "I don't give a damn how I phrase it! All I'm saying is, your advice sucks, man. It's not practical at all!" "All I wanna know is, did you guys go grab a bite or not?" Alaric was unfazed by Ethan's bad mood.

After all, he and Hertha had cleared up their misunderstandings, tied the knot, and were blissfully together now.

He was on cloud nine every day, nothing and no one could dampen his spirits.

"We did, but she was still all guarded around me, didn't even crack a smile," Ethan lamented.

"Did you guys hit up the Rose Garden booth?" Alaric probed further.

"Yeah!" Ethan couldn't deny it.

"And was there a moment, just a moment, when you locked eyes and felt the temperature in the room go up?" Alaric pressed on.

Ethan fell silent, replaying the scene in his head.

that fleeting moment when he and Lydia locked eyes, the air thick with

shattered by the waiter coming to serve their

was both

might have held hands, lingered over dinner a bit longer, and wouldn't have bumped into David and Rosalind as they were leaving. That

hope, buddy. Don't worry, you

a pro at this game, a champ in the field

a woman had felt a spark for a man, if the guy kept at it, she was almost

Ethan's frown finally eased. "I'll take your word

ya? Walk her to work,"

stone's throw from the clinic. It's just a few minutes' walk," Ethan felt

her to work is even better. It's perfect for chatting. How do you

an epiphany. "Got it, I know

next day, Lydia was

to the clinic before eight, leaving her house at

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