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.

David glanced over at her. Her peaceful expression caught his attention-long

her usual cool and guarded demeanor,

returned home to spend time with her, only to

was at the door. They rushed

noticed them approaching. He’d been about to wake Danielle but hesitated, reluctant to disturb her. As he debated,

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

startled Danielle awake. Groggy and disoriented, she blinked a few times, trying to

at her. A small smile played on his lips as he gently ruffled

"Finally awake?"

Danielle mumbled, her voice

and eager, called out urgently,

squished against the glass. She let out a sigh and