"Xander, you..." Hestia's voice trailed off downstairs. She had seen Grace, too. Grace stood where she was, staring at the man on the stairs in surprise.

"Xander? When did you get here?"

Xander looked exhausted, but it didn't seem like he had just arrived in Frenda.

He looked a little resigned and smiled as he leaned against the banisters. "Gracie, it looks like we really are fated for each other. What a surprise to see you here, of all places."

"Don't talk nonsense." Grace was annoyed as she walked closer. "Were you already in Frenda when I called Peter?"

Xander didn't deny it. "I had some business to take care of."

"Where's my car?"

"Parked at my house."

"You didn't even drive it back for me before you went abroad."

Xander stared at her exposed skin, his gaze intense. "I wanted to make an excuse for us to meet again."

Grace jumped, and her neck turned red at once. It felt uncomfortably warm.

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"Go and get changed. You're really pushing

turned, closed the door, and panted heavily as she leaned against the

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