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“I think so,” he said, perusing the shelf full of tins. “And you called me ‘sir’ again.”

“It’s a reflex.” I gripped the edge of the trolly and grinned. “Don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll be giving in and calling you by your name in no time.”

He turned away, rubbing his hand over his face. “I don’t know if I like the sound of that or not.”

“You’re the one who asked me to call you by your name.”

“Mm. Maybe I should be careful what I wish for. Right, Chloe?” He looked back at me, and his lips curved up into a smile that was far too attractive for comfort.

I cleared my throat and released my grasp on the trolley. “Right.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN – THEO

I Don’t Know You At All

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist, grabbing a second one to throw over my head so I could get the worst of the water out of my hair.

My phone came to life on the bedside table with my alarm, and I perched on the edge of the bed before reaching over and turning it off. Almost as soon as I’d done that, the damn thing buzzed to life with a text message, and I groaned as I tilted the screen towards me.

Chloe.

Why was she texting me at seven a.m.?

CHLOE: Are you awake, sir?

Right.

Seven a.m. was the start of acceptable working hours. Of course she’d switched back to calling me ‘sir.’

Not as though she’d ever really stopped. I couldn’t tell right now whether it truly was out of habit or a means to keep a distance between us, but she’d called me it more than once since we’d arrived here last Friday.

Now, it was Monday, and we were officially starting work on Adair Travel.

CHLOE: Sir. Please don’t make me come upstairs and wake you up.

I snorted.

What would she do if she marched in here and saw me sitting on the bed in a towel?

It was pretty tempting to see if she’d barge in here if I didn’t respond. I was sure she’d knock on the door before doing such a thing, but I wondered if me not getting out of bed was deemed an emergency.

I supposed it mattered how late I left it.

ME: I’m awake.

CHLOE: Are you up?

ME: A dangerous question to ask a man on a morning.

CHLOE: Please refrain from casual sexual harassment during working hours, Mr Black.

Ha.

What else did I expect?

ME: Does that mean it’s acceptable outside working hours?

CHLOE: Would you like me to complain to HR about your conduct?

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