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I peer up slowly at the man I’ve missed so much the last few days. His profile faces me, and I take in his sharp black suit, his crisp white shirt, his trademark watch. My gaze roves up over his clean-shaven jaw, and then as he turns to face me, I reluctantly meet his eyes.

“Lewis is going to think you’re favoring me now.”

His expression is stern as he shakes his head. “I would have done the same for any of my employees if they were in your position,” he insists.

Right.

I look away.

“You never called me.” His voice has gentled…somewhat.

“Was I supposed to?” I ask, playing the innocent.

He takes a step toward me, and I wish we weren’t in the office. I want to know what he would do to me if we were alone anywhere else right now.

His gaze sweeps over me slowly, like he’s in no rush to finish taking me in from top to bottom. Maybe he missed me too.

“What did you do while I was gone?” he asks.

“Nothing fancy. Worked a lot. Went to dinner with Alexander and Emmett.”

He’s intrigued.

“Emmett and I came to an understanding of sorts,” I add.

“Did you?”

I shrug. “Yes. I wouldn’t go so far as to say we’re friends…”

“But he apologized?”

“Yes.”

“Good. You said you worked a lot. No dates then?”

I frown, not sure what he means. “With men?”

He smiles. “Withanyone.”

“No.” I pause before asking, “What about you? Were you a good boy in Cincinnati?”

He thinks it’s funny that I called him a boy. His gaze is on my lips like he’s contemplating how to punish me for it.

“I was.”

I arch a brow. “So there’s no one else in your life? No one else you’re interested in?”

He captures my gaze. “Emelia…are we still doing this?”

“Answer the question.”

He steps right up to me, accepting my word play and upping the stakes by leaning down so he’s at eye level when he responds, “There’s no one else. In Cincinnati, I worked all day then went back to my hotel room and checked my phone incessantly, wondering why you weren’t calling me. I couldn’t get you out of my head.”

He’s so close we could kiss.

“That makes two of us,” I say, my gaze on his mouth.

“Then put us out of this misery. Go on a date with me Friday.”

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