Chapter 105

Grace sighed in relief after making sure she had cleaned Ethan's hand and that he wasn't upset. She gently lowered his hand, her voice barely above a whisper as she asked, "Mr. Henderson, are you alright?" Ethan glanced down at where her fingers still rested against his wrist. Her hand was delicate, its warmth seeping into his skin. Needing to be sure he was okay, Grace asked again, "Mr. Henderson, did the medicine help at all?" This time, he lifted his eyes and hummed in response, flexing his wrist slightly in her grasp. Grace let go right away, not wanting to push her luck. "Sorry about that. I guess I got carried away. I'm glad you're fine," she said quickly. The back seat of the car fell into silence. Grace couldn't tell what he was thinking. Was he upset or not? She straightened in her seat and, this time, made sure to buckle her seatbelt. Ethan kept his gaze on the window, a fleeting smile passing over his lips. As soon as the car rolled to a stop at Palm Bay, Simon jumpe