BookToReadChapter 429:
With a few more polite words exchanged, Carrie and Daxton left the police station. The night had settled in,
cloaking the streets in shadows.
Carrie glanced at the sky and remarked, regret lacing her tone, “Hazelnut TCoffee Shop is probably closed by
now.”
Daxton pressed his lips together briefly before speaking. “I made a reservation at a restaurant. It's my birthday
today—so how about we letpick where we go?”
Daxton’s eyes shone with clarity, and a soft smile rested on his lips.
There was something in his tone—a faint thread of hesitation—that caught Carrie's attention, though she
couldn't quite tell if it was real or just a trick of her own overthinking.
Counting back the days in her head, Carrie grew frustrated with herself. She'd bought a gift only recently but had
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsomehow forgotten it when it mattered. Explaining it now would feel awkward, so she decided to hold onto it and
wait for a better moment to give it.
Carrie gave him a quick nod paired with a warm smile. “Happy birthday, Daxton.”
With a playful shrug, she spread her hands wide. “No gift this time, but don’t worry—I’ll make it up to you.”
A flicker of excitement lit up Daxton’s face as he placed his hand lightly over hers. For a moment, Carrie froze,
caught off guard by the sudden gesture.
Just as she was about to pull back, he playfully pretended to hold her hand tighter before letting it go. “The best
gift is already mine,” he said, grinning.
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Her gaze dropped to her now-empty palm, the fleeting contact so brief it felt almost unreal.
“What gift?” she murmured, her wide, almost dreamy eyes lifting to meet his.
The hint of confusion on her face only enhanced her beauty, making her look even more charming.
Daxton chuckled, his voice low and warm. “The promise to make it up to me? That's already the best gift | could
hope for.”
Just then, a sleek silver-grey car pulled up. It wasn’t overly flashy, but its understated design gave it a
sophisticated look.
Daxton moved to the passenger side, holding the door open with one hand and gesturing toward the seat with a
gentlemanly sweep of the other.
Still feeling a little lost, Carrie ducked her head and slid into the seat.
He shut the door behind her and strolled around to take the driver's seat.
It was only as he settled into the car that Carrie realized the assistant wasn’t coming along.
Daxton pulled up near the university and parked, a smile forming on his face. “Does this place bring back
memories?”
“How could | forget?” Carrie's eyes followed his, landing on the familiar two-story building, now transformed with
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The place was a Coastton barbecue joint, run by a couple from Coastton who had moved to Mothor after their
kids were grown, chasing their lifelong dream. Famous for its fresh ingredients and genuine flavors, the
restaurant had been a favorite among students thanks to its affordable prices.
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