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"Pretty sure everybody did."

I laugh, and he kisses me before I can argue. My hands settle against his chest, and for a moment, I forget we’re standing in a hallway with people walking around us.

When he pulls back, I straighten his tie.

"How’s the shoulder?"

"Good. They checked." He brushes my hair behind my ear. "Ready to go home, Cupcake?"

I nod and take his hand while he picks up his bag.

There was a time I couldn’t imagine spending an evening with Wolf Ziegler without wanting to throw something at him.

Now I get to go home with him.

I made rules to keep this man out of my way and somehow ended up sharing his bed.

I’m never going to hear the end of it, but I guess Wolf and the rule jar had it right all along.

Some rules are worth breaking.

The End