At dinner, all four men had a few drinks. Ethan didn’t hold back since he had a driver waiting for him. Mr. Byron and Mr. Baker said they’d call a car service. Jesse, on the other hand, didn’t bring his driver and wasn’t planning to call for a ride either. He was hoping Laura would offer to take him home.
Laura caught on to what he wanted. She hesitated for a moment, then decided to give him a ride.
The two executives left first, leaving Laura and Jesse to head out together.
Watching Jesse walk off with the girl he liked, Ethan glanced at Isabella. She didn’t give him a second look, just headed straight for her car, unlocked it, and got in. Before she could close the door, Ethan stepped in the way, blocking it with his solid frame.
“What’s up?” Isabella asked, a little confused.
“I’ve been drinking,” Ethan said, looking right at her.
“I know. I saw you. You don’t seem drunk though. You just got over that cold, so you should probably take it easy on the alcohol. Wouldn’t want you to relapse and end up needing more medicine.”
Ethan pressed his lips together before answering. “I drank, so I can’t drive.”
She raised her eyebrows. “You don’t drive even when you haven’t had anything to drink. Don’t you have a driver?”
Ethan was at a loss for words. He realized he’d miscalculated. He should’ve told his driver to head home earlier. If he did it now, it’d be too obvious. His pride only let him stoop so low.
Isabella broke the silence. “You probably still have some work to get done before you can go home, right? Thanks for coming with me to meet the clients tonight. If you ever want me to go with you to an event, just ask.”
Ethan did have more work to handle. He sighed quietly, but kept his tone caring. “Drive safe. Don’t go too fast. Remember, you’re driving a car, not a plane.”


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