When Love Comes Late

On the other end of a phone call, the tension that had clouded Matthew’s face lifted instantly at Stella’s admission.

Excitement taking over, he ended the call, grabbed his car keys, and sped off to the bar.

As he drove, Matthew’s hands trembled on the wheel, a storm of elation sweeping through him.

In that moment, all the pent-up frustration and irritation that had accumulated over the past few days seemed to dissipate from his mind.

There was only one thought remaining.

Stella had feelings for him.

There had been no betrayal.

It was only a misunderstanding.

What was normally a twenty-minute drive felt halved as he raced to reach Stella.

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His eyes immediately located Stella, who was resting her head on Miley’s shoulder.

Whether it was the alcohol or just the moment, her flushed cheeks rendered her irresistibly enchanting.

Suppressing the rapid beating of his heart, Matthew approached them.

Turning to Miley, his voice was hushed but quivering with barely contained excitement.

“May I have a moment alone with her?”

Miley’s eyes widened in astonishment as she realized the man standing before her was Matthew.

“Mr.

Clark, what brings you here?”

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At the sound of her voice, Stella shifted slightly but continued her slumber.

Taking note of Stella’s still-sleeping state, Matthew’s Lips tightened, and his gaze turned imploring.

Lowering his voice, he implored, “May I stay with Stella for a bit?”

“Did you catch what Stella was saying earlier?”

Matthew nodded, offering no denial.

“I did.

”

“So what’s really going on between you and Stella?” Miley pressed, her tone turning serious.

“How do you actually feel about…”