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“I don’t plan on letting go.” He ran his fingers through her hair, inhaling her vanilla-scented shampoo. “I missed you last night.”

“It was a long night for me too. I wanted to call, but after the way we left things I was afraid you wouldn’t want to hear from me.”

“I have something for you.” He walked over to his desk and pulled out a small notebook. “I wrote it down.”

She gasped when he handed her the book. “Our song?”

“I stayed up all night making sure all of the notes were exactly the way I played them for you on Saturday night.”

The melody had haunted him from the time he stepped into his car and pulled away from her apartment the evening before. As soon as he got home he sat in front of his piano and worked through the night. When he finished he called Tyler and asked him to meet him at the gym. He hadn’t been sure he’d ever get to share the song with Coda, but he needed to get out all the aggression he felt over how the weekend had ended.

She wiped the tears from her eyes and opened the book. “I can’t read the notes.” She laughed. “You’ll have to play it for me.”

“I have a piano at my house. I hope you’ll come there and let me play for you. I’ve never wanted to play more than I do now. Thank you for that.”

“I think your dad would have been really proud of you. You’re an artist, Spencer. The music is in your soul. I felt that when you played. It was one the most inspiring moments of my life.”

“You’re my inspiration.” He led her over to the leather couch across from his desk and pulled her into his lap. “I’m not the only one who has talent. I had another inspirational moment in my conference room this morning.”

“Without me?”

“You were with me.” He placed soft kisses along her jaw and neck because he couldn’t help himself. “I saw the logos you created for the Bradford account.”

“How?” She pushed him away so she could look at him. “I don’t understand.”

“Vince followed my direction. Do you remember the ideas you gave me on Friday morning? He knew exactly what you meant because you had already created them.” He pointed his finger at her. “You’re a naughty little thing, aren’t you? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to get anyone in trouble. I wasn’t sure how you’d react if you knew Vince let me peek at those logos, much less manipulate them.”

“He presented your designs to us this morning. He’s been trying to contact you, but you won’t take his calls.”

“I forgot to charge my phone. It died on the train this morning. He used my designs?”

“We can’t without your permission. He realized the direction came from you when he saw our picture in the paper today. You’re really good. My grandfather wants to hire you on the spot.”

“He does?”

“Don’t be surprised. He absolutely adores you, but I can’t say that I blame him. Apparently we have the same taste in women.”

“You like my designs?”

“Sweetheart, I told you I like them. They’re precisely what the client wants. If you agree we’ll present them tomorrow.”

“I can work here? In the art department? As a graphic designer?”

“I think that can be arranged. I’m sure Vince will be more than happy to take you under his wing. I think we could use some fresh perspective.”

“I don’t know what to say.” She looked stunned. “I’ve wanted to work here since my freshman year of college. I’ve dreamed about it for years.”

“You don’t have to dream anymore.” He embraced her. “I want you here.”

“I can’t believe this is happening.”

“An extraordinary woman once told me you have to take care of your own.” He wanted nothing more than to make her happy for the rest of his life.

“Did she? She sounds really smart. You should listen to her all the time.”

“I want to take care of you. I want you to be mine.” He kissed her. “I want to be yours.”

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