Chapter 132

The drive wasn’t long, but Grace found herself quietly watching the street lights blur past the tinted windows. Keegan sat beside her feeling relaxed somehow with one arm draped over the back of the seat like he wasn’t trying to impress her. But he was. She could feel it in the way he kept glancing over when he thought she wasn’t looking, and in the way he tapped his fingers, once, against his thigh like he was counting down to something.

The car slowed and turned onto a humble street tucked away from the city’s main pulse. The restaurant was unassuming at first glance, its exterior cloaked in warm brick and ivy with golden lights spilling from its tall windows. There was no neon sign, no velvet rope. It was just a simple, brushed brass nameplate on the wall.

Vireo.

Grace stepped out first and her sandals clicked softly on the stone path as Keegan moved around to join her. A valet greeted them with a bow, and the heavy wooden doors opened inward, revealing somethin