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My heart swells, my eyes get wet, and I back hastily away. In the safety of the bathroom, I have to grip the edge of the sink for support.
I could fall for this man. Really fall for him. In a deeper, much realer way than ever happened with Chandler.
And right now, I can’t think of a single good reason why I shouldn’t let it happen.
“Work,” I whisper, and force myself to finish getting ready.
* * *
When we getto the café, the morning breakfast rush is in full swing. Dante parks behind the building, and we come in the back door, where a hallway leads to the office without us having to go through the diningarea.
When the playpen is set up in the corner and Sophie’s in it with her toys, he says, “I’ll be right back,” and goes out. I sit in the chair behind the desk and swing it back and forth, not willing to touch anything until Vic gives me the all-clear.
A couple of minutes later, Dante sticks his head in the door. “I’ll see you at lunchtime. You need anything, you callme.”
“Okay.” I give him a little smile, and then he’s gone and Vic’s there.
Hands on hips, he looks at the chaos. “I don’t have time to show you the ropes on this. Basically, I’d say just start sorting it into categories, like putting all the invoices in one stack, and all the correspondence in another stack. Anything you’re not sure about, put in a question stack.”
“Easy enough. Thanks, Vic.”
He shakes his head. “You get this mess sorted out, it’ll be me thanking you.” Crossing to the playpen, he looks down. “How’s mygirl?”
