After the competition, Joshua offered to give Thalassa a ride home, but she politely declined.

As she watched Joshua's car pull away, Thalassa lowered her lashes, about to hail a cab, when a smooth voice stopped her. "Thalassa."

Turning around, Thalassa caught sight of Callum approaching her with a gentle smile.

She blinked in mild surprise. "Mr. Gordon, you haven't left yet?"

"I was waiting for you," Callum replied, his eyes twinkling with a neighborly warmth.

"Waiting for me?" Thalassa echoed, puzzled.

might give you a lift. Saw you almost got into Mr. Whitman's car and figured I'd

teased, "Mr. Gordon, so formal, waiting around to play

replied, the picture of a gentleman. "Skipping out on my private invite to compete, huh? Strutting your stuff in the competition isn't a bad way

shifted the

just an unknown designer. Even if I create the perfect

we'd

could refuse, Callum added,

get her into the car, especially since she was eager

finally spoke up. "Thanks for earlier. Without you, I wouldn't have been able

formalities at this point, aren't we?"

might not have noticed me. When I saw Susan take that tumble on the

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