Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1375: First time sleeping together (?)

Perhaps the only consolation Haines had in this arrangement was that Grace wasn't too pushy. Though she wouldn't stop teasing him, she knew when to take breaks and simply enjoy the ride. That meant he got moments of silence from time to time.

Curious, Haines glanced at Grace.

She sat idly in the front passenger seat, her elbow still propped on the window, hand resting against her jaw. She gazed outside, squinting slightly with a subtle smile. It wasn't a big expression, but it was genuine.

He wondered why.

The moment Haines shifted his focus back to the road, Grace raised her brows. Slowly, she turned to him, catching him still staring straight ahead.

"Say..." she started, chuckling as she noticed his jaw tighten. "Do you want to sleep at my place?"

"No, thank you." His response was quick, as if he hadn't even considered it. "I'm going home after dropping you off."

Grace glanced at the road ahead, recognizing the familiar highway. At this pace, they'd reach her place in about twenty minutes. Too little time, yet too many things she wanted to do with him.

Oh well.

A shallow breath slipped past her lips as she readjusted her posture, now facing forward and watching the road. Her sudden silence made Haines steal another peek at her.

Why was she so quiet all of a sudden?

"Should I drive?" she suggested after a full minute of silence, looking back at him. "We're already close, so... a twenty-minute break might help you rest."

"It's alright," he replied flatly. "I'm not sleepy."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"I promise I won't take a detour," she said, raising a hand in mock sincerity. "We'll go straight home."

Haines arched a brow. To be honest, her offer wasn't a bad one. It was late, and he was getting a little drowsy. His sleep schedule had been erratic-either he couldn't sleep, or he woke up too early. The exhaustion was piling up.

Still, his hesitation wasn't about masculinity or the belief that men should always drive. He might be a little old-fashioned, but not that narrow-minded. The only reason he refused was simple: he didn't trust her not to take a detour and trick him into staying the night.

slowing down as he moved

Grace nodded. "Promise."

his options. After a moment, he sighed. "Don't break my trust.

nodded.

studying her face one last time before pulling

you break

smiled. "How could I let that happen?" she quipped. "Go on. I'll just crawl over to the

around the car, and slid into the front passenger seat. When he

think much of it. Even if she did take a detour, it wouldn't be the worst thing. At least then, he'd have a reason to walk away from this arrangement completely. Even if she was sick and dying, there had to be other ways to help

Not like this.

stuck to her

didn't take

lane, she flicked on the hazard lights...

out the window before looking back at

at him.

"At this speed?"

promised I wouldn't take a detour. You didn't mention speed," she chuckled

I don't want

you awake. So, I'm being

UQA

slightly as a faint look of horror crossed

windshield in dread, his complexion paling. If he walked, even with his

a lawyer,' he told himself, another lesson learned. 'She'll

might as well accept it. He was either going to take a nap or wake up to find they still

Haines reclined

She stole glances at him from time to time, and five minutes in,

called. "Are

No answer.

to pick you up

Still, silence.

pulled over to check on him. "He... actually

across her face.

wheel, yet he

look like