Hunter's POV
The drive to the office, Grace sat beside me, her fingers laced with mine, and for once, the silence between us wasn't loaded with tension or unspoken guilt. It was just... quiet. Comfortable.
I glanced at her. She was staring out the window, but her face looked softer than it had in weeks. The shadows under her eyes had faded slightly, though I knew the shock of yesterday's revelations still weighed on her.
"We should probably prepare for what we’ll be dealing with today," I said, breaking the silence.
She turned to me, grinning. "You mean the fact that Max is coming in today?"
"Yes, we’re meeting with Quinn for the Thompson acquisition." I kept my voice neutral, though the thought of Max anywhere near Grace still made something dark twist in my gut.
Grace's lips curved
