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After that first brief glance, June tore her eyes away, proud of herself for

not really looking at Arabella at all, and even prouder that her voice didn’t

wobble.

On that note, the meeting was turned over to the marketing team, the

table coming alive with conversation, ideas, and laughter. The atmosphere

was electric, but June felt it was a little more charged than normal. She

might be the only one feeling that extra surge, though.

She carefully lifted her eyes, but kept her lashes lowered and her head

angled down. Her fingers clutched her pen, and she felt her hand moving,

jotting down notes, even though she had no notion of what she was writing.

She hoped it was more than illegible scrawls.

Arabella was seated across the table, to the right, and June’s gaze didn’t

have far to go before it landed right there. Discreetly. She didn’t want

Arabella to know she was studying her.

From above the table, all that was visible was a white button-down

blouse, elegant and flowy, but also simple. It was buttoned up nearly to the

top, neatly hiding her ample breasts. Her creamy skin extended from the

collar.

Arabella had been pretty in high school, but the decade since had been

more than good to her. She was absolutely stunning now, even from under

the thick fringe of lashes obscuring June’s vision. Her hair was no longer

platinum, but an ash, honey color. It was swept up into a loose bun on top

her head, soft tendrils trailing down to frame her heart-shaped face. Her

makeup was drastically understated, which was a shock. Oddly enough, the

lack of it only seemed to enhance her pink bow lips and carved cheekbones

and made her blue eyes pop.

June realized she was staring without appearing to be staring, but staring

all the same. She quickly snapped her head down and nearly cursed as a

fiery pain shot up her neck. Her hand cramped on her pen, and when she

looked at what she’d written, it was indeed a mess. She quickly turned to a

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