Once Hannah was sure Grace was okay, she bid her farewell.

Exiting the house, Hannah spotted Bryson, poised against a black vehicle, awaiting her.

“Mr.

Mitchell?”

The evening wind ruffled Bryson’s dark shirt collar and tousled his hair.

With a soft expression, he met Hannah’s eyes.

“Hop in.

I’ll take you home.

“I’d rather not.

Almost instinctively, Hannah aimed to maintain space from Bryson.

But instantly regretting her words, she hesitated, then added, “Taxis are easy to hail around here.

the offer,

Mitchell.

swung the car

“It’s getting late.

Like the thought

a brief hesitation, Hannah agreed and slid

subtle scent of mint in the

buckled her seat belt and gazed out the

spoke, and Bryson stayed quiet until he reached the

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mine fought side

always

puzzled, wondered why Bryson brought up his ties to

she glanced at him and caught his striking face illuminated by the moon, she was

and I? We’re just

of emotion hit

looked down, fidgeting with her

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