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.

you a lift. Saw you almost got into Mr. Whitman's car and figured I'd be driving home solo," Callum

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

a gentleman. "Skipping out on my private invite to compete, huh?

shifted the conversation to

Even if I create the perfect

you, we'd all starve," Callum joked as he opened the

she could refuse, Callum added, "Hop in. We can talk

car, especially since she was eager to know more about the

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

at this point, aren't we?" Callum said with

sitting amidst the audience. You might not have noticed me. When I saw Susan take that tumble on the runway, I knew she

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