Damien grew even more suspicious, craning his neck to look into the car. "Who are you texting? We blow up your phone and you never answer us," he grumbled.
Ethan calmly shoved Damien's head out of the way and rolled the window up without a word.
Undeterred, Damien knocked on the glass. "I'm supposed to meet a few of the college leaders. Since you're already here, wanna grab dinner later?"
"I don't have time for that," Ethan said flatly.
Damien felt like he had just been punched in the gut. Then why the hell was he even here?
He turned to leave. But just then, another car pulled up and parked right in front of Ethan's.
The window rolled down, and there was Grace, flashing a stunning smile as she waved over at Ethan. "Mr. Henderson, I just booked a place for lunch. Do you want to join me?" she called.
Ethan's window lowered again. He let out a soft chuckle. "Yeah."
Damien stood there, frozen. He honestly thought he was hallucinating.
At that moment, Damien's assistant, Oliver Cooke, walked over and leaned in. "Mr. Jensen, we should head out. Your meeting is about to start."
But Damien, without thinking, yanked open Ethan's car door and slid inside. He waved Oliver off. "Push the meeting back. Tell them something came up."
Then, he turned to Grace, who was still sitting in her car ahead of them.
"Ms. Lambert, hope you don't mind me joining," Damien said with a sly smile.
Grace didn't mind at all. She had just gotten the jump on Damien by snatching Jasper out from under him, and if staying friendly kept things from getting messy, she was more than happy to play nice.
Her car led the way while Ethan's followed behind. What Grace didn't realize was that the mood inside the second car had gone ice-cold.
Ethan's expression grew darker by the second. And Damien, of course, couldn't stop himself from stealing glances at him, studying him like a science experiment.
But Ethan wasn't the type to talk unless he had to. He stayed silent the whole ride, not saying a single word.
It wasn't until they pulled up outside the restaurant that Damien finally broke the silence.
"I asked you out and you said you were busy," he said in a deadpan voice. "She asks you, and you're suddenly free? Ethan, man, something's up with you."
Damien was the stubborn type. Once something didn't sit right with him, he wouldn't let it go.
Ethan ignored him completely, got out of the car, and maneuvered himself down with the wheelchair. Tim moved to push the wheelchair, and they headed inside.
Damien trailed behind, sneaking out his phone to make a call. He dialed Julian's number.
"Hey, Julian, you ever notice something weird between Ethan and Grace?" he asked, keeping his voice low.
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