"Dawn, do you come here often? You've got good taste!
"What's their signature dish? Is it good?
"I—"
"Stop."
Dawn couldn't take it anymore and interrupted him seriously. "If you're going to keep talking so much, you can ask a waiter to eat with you. They can explain things better than I can."
Micah's mouth twitched. "What about you?"
"Going back to work."
"Work, work, and work. Who is at the office anyway?" he muttered under his breath. Dawn pretended not to hear.
They quickly reached the private room, and the waiter smiled as he opened the door. "Ms. Porter, we're here."
Micah swaggered in first, but when he saw the person inside, he stopped. "What is ... my brother doing here?"
Dawn had assumed it was Andy, but when she stepped closer, she saw ...
Ethan.
"Brother?"
Her surprised gaze shifted between the two of them. "Isn't your brother Andy?"
Micah put his hands in his pockets and sat down next to Ethan. He said proudly, "Who says you can only have one brother? There's a lot you don't know."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the man next to him frowned slightly.
"Apologize."
Huh?
Micah froze for a moment. After a while, he realized Ethan meant for him to apologize. "I—"
"Apologize," Ethan repeated the words. His knuckles tapped on the edge of the table. His posture was relaxed, but his tone left no room for argument.
Dawn didn't understand what was happening, so she stayed quiet.
Micah glared at her, looking very annoyed, but he didn't want to apologize.
"Hmph!"
He said something under his breath that wasn't clear.
Ethan said calmly, "Say it clearly."
"I'm sorry!"
Being forced to apologize was embarrassing for someone his age. Micah's face suddenly turned red, and he looked away.
Dawn didn't want to make a big deal of it. She saw Ethan hold out his hand, so she walked over and put her hand in his. "If I'd known you two knew each other, I should've let you pick him up."
She had no idea how they knew each other, but from their reactions, it seemed even Andy didn't know about it.
The cold feeling on her hands made Ethan frown a little. He held Dawn's hands to warm them and said softly, "I met Micah by chance at a bar when I was abroad. I'll tell you all about it later."
"What are you talking about?"
Dawn laughed. "Mr. Jackson, don't you know that distance makes the heart grow fonder?"
Ethan didn't say anything. He just kissed her deeply on the lips.
The street was empty, but Dawn's cheeks still flushed. She pushed against his firm chest. "You should get going. Don't you have a lot to do this afternoon?"
Ethan didn't answer. He simply pulled her into his arms again, holding her quietly for a moment.
Before getting in the car, Dawn looked at the boy who was staring out the window. "Are you sure it's okay for him to go with you?"
"There's no problem."
Ethan walked over and opened the car door for her. "Don't worry."
He watched her drive away, then looked away. His deep eyes were dark and unreadable.
He turned and got into his car.
"Ethan."
Micah called out but got no response. He pursed his lips, waited until the car started, and then spoke again. "I don't like her."
The man replied coolly, "Do I need you to like her?"
"Why not?!"

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