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That fisherman’s knot turns to warm jelly.
Chloe shakes her head at me. “You're thinking about kissing him now, aren't you?”
“No,” I reply indignantly, but we both know I was. “I was thinking about how much work I have to do.”
“Sure you were. And I'm salivating over stock levels.”
We share a smile. Chloe may not agree with my choice of crush, but we’ve been work buddies and besties since we met when I started working here almost two years ago. Where I can be awkward and shy, she’s confident and sassy.
The perfect opposites attract friendship.
I always tell myself Chloe’s the way she is because she's happy in her life. She fits. She's who she is and she fully accepts herself.
Me? I'm more of a work in progress thanks to that whole not belonging in my own life thing I've got going on.
One day, everything will click into place for me and I’ll be happy.
Chloe gestures at her screen. “Your crush isn’t anywhere near as hot as this guy.”
“Who?” I push my chair over to her desk to look at her screen. I’m met with a dark-haired man with a close-cropped beard that looks too perfect to be real, with dark, smoldering eyes, and a self-satisfied smile that fits with his classic tux and air of privilege.
“Hot?” I question. “He looks to me like he thinks the sun comes up just to hear him crow.”
Chloe bats me on the arm. “You’d be vain if you looked like that. He is dreamy.”
“Seriously, Chlo, the guy looks so self-satisfied he probably broke his arm patting himself on the back.”
Chloe giggles. “You are such a Texas gal, Mads.”
“Born and raised. Who is this Mr. Smooth?”
“My future husband,” Chloe replies on a sigh.
“I thought that was Patrick Dempsey, or whoever the sexiest man alive is this year.”
“No, Patrick is still number one on my list, but this guy? A close second.”
“Well, congratulations on your upcoming nuptials.” I roll back to my desk.
“If I married him, I would be a princess. You know, I always thought I'd make a great princess.”
I chortle. “He's some kind of prince?”
“Are you seriously telling me you don't know who Prince Alexander of Ledonia is?”
I return my attention to my spreadsheet. “Nope.”
“Girl, you’re missing out. He’s the total royal smoke-show from Europe.”
I shrug and Chloe rolls her eyes.
“You know he's here in the States?”
“That’s great news!”
She narrows her eyes at me. “Why?”
“He can pop into the office and propose to you.”
