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But maybe not.

“You want to talk to me?” The rough sound of his voice pulled my attention out of my head.

“Are you in trouble?” There—I’d said it.

The “look” disappeared. He tilted his head back, staring up at the ceiling as if he might find answers there in the fluorescent lights above. “I’m right as rain.”

“What does that even mean?” I shook my head and spun around, but his hand captured my wrist, and he pulled me back to him.

I watched as he swallowed whatever emotions were chewing at him, then pulled my wrist free from his grip.

His eyes were glued to my hand as it fell heavy at my side. “Sorry, I just—”

“It’s okay.”

“We’re at work. I didn’t mean to touch you.”

“And if we weren’t at work?” My body tensed a little, surprised by how unusual I’d been around Adam. I was usually the one to run and hide, to cower in a corner if things got tough with a guy. I was never flirty, funny, or brave. I was much more comfortable with horses than with people. I truly couldn’t figure out where this “me” was coming from.

“I’m trying really damn hard to be sorry about the kiss,” he said in a low voice. “I feel like I should apologize again for stepping out of line Saturday.”

“But?”

“But my apology would be shit since I don’t mean it.” He blew out a breath and walked past me. He braced both hands on his metal desk and hung his head.

I wasn’t sure what to say. The clouds in the sky were starting to part, pushing away the dullness of the day, and a spark of light flashed through the window behind his desk. “Adam.”

The knock at the door had him jerking his head up. I stumbled away from him, worried what others would think about me being in his office.

“Come in,” Adam called, his spine straightening as his hands folded across his chest. He was a man who looked powerful. Successful. In charge.

The door opened, and my heart leaped into my throat. It was John. My boss.

“Anna?” John’s eyes were on me as he walked into the room, a file in his hand.

“I just called Anna here to congratulate her on winning last week’s do-or-die pitch presentation. You know, the one you always scare the interns with.” Adam smiled at me before looking back at John. “Don’t let this guy scare you,” he added, “he’s really a softy at heart.”

John smirked as he tossed the file on Adam’s desk.

“Will that be all, sir?” I tipped my head toward Adam, my hands trembling a little.

His eyes narrowed on me the second the word “sir” slipped from my lips. A mischievous smile met his eyes. Oh. Did he find it amusing that I’d called him that? Or did he feel old?

“That’ll be all, Anna. Good luck at the presentation on Wednesday.” Adam nodded at me, and I walked past him, a rush of heat rising through my body. Apparently, Adam had been keeping tabs on us interns, even though he’d promised he didn’t have anything to do with whether we were hired.

“See you around one,” John said as I neared the door.

“Rick and I’ll be ready,” I said before leaving.

I wasn’t sure what I would tell Rick when I got back to the conference room. He was a great guy, and I really enjoyed working with him, but I also didn’t want him getting dragged through the mud with me. Because if I went down for associating with Adam outside of work, there was no reason Rick should go down with me.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

ANNA

“Don’t I know you?”

She had curly brown hair, sad brown eyes, military boots . . . it was the girl I had given my umbrella to. She was standing in the same spot I’d seen her before, but this time it wasn’t raining.

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