The more thoughtful Dave was, the more conflicted Bianca felt. She wondered if he would still be so caring if he knew about her experience that night. How would she face him then?
His charm, his effortless kindness, his gentle care—it all felt like quicksand on a vast beach, slowly drawing her in without her noticing.
Only now did Bianca realize how deeply she was entangled in these emotional feelings.
She clenched her fingers, reminding herself repeatedly that they were just friends. She knew she had to shake off these growing feelings before she fell for him completely.
“Mr. Evans, you’re quite skilled at taking care of others. Is this how you usually are with other women?” Bianca asked, trying to mirror Dave’s casual tone from earlier.
This was a new thing for Dave, looking after s
