Not A Small-Town Girl

Emery sounded worried.

"No need," Danielle replied casually. "It’s a small matter."

"Alright, but stay sharp," Emery said, clearly still concerned.

"Okay," Danielle said. After hanging up, she turned and found David watching her intently. His intense gaze caught her off guard, making her heart flutter like a calm lake disturbed by a sudden ripple.

Breaking the silence, she said, "I should head home now."

David’s lips twitched into a soft smile. His voice was low and gentle as he said, "I’ll drive you."

In the car, the ride was quiet. As the smooth motion of the vehicle lulled her, Danielle’s eyelids grew heavy. Before long, she was sound asleep.

Her peaceful expression caught

demeanor, she looked soft, vulnerable, and entirely

brothers had excitedly returned home to spend time with her, only to find her gone with

Finally, a servant informed them that Danielle had returned and was at the door. They rushed out, seeing the car had been parked for a

to wake Danielle but hesitated, reluctant to disturb her. As he debated, a sharp knock on the

pressed their faces against the car window, looking nothing like the composed, high-powered professionals they usually were. Instead, they peered in like kids

Danielle awake. Groggy and disoriented, she blinked a few

looked at her. A small smile played on his lips

"Finally awake?"

mumbled, her voice still thick

called out urgently, "Danielle, come on,

glass. She let out a sigh and said to David, "I’m heading in.