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The look on his face as he fed her the most delicious raw fish and delectable tempura at Masa. Pride, affection, joy.
Perhaps he did love her or was falling in love with her? She was a fool for letting him go, but it wasn’t his job to protect them. Sammy was hers to look after and the last thing Olivia needed was to become dependent on a man who had a track record for relationships that spanned no longer than a weekend.
She cringed.
She hated thinking those things about him, but they were true. He was a good man, she knew that, but she needed to be sensible.
She’d made one wrong decision called Simon, and she wasn’t going to make another rash decision that would impact Sammy’s life.
No. She had to do this herself.
Resigning had been the only option.
Somehow, she’d find another job, even if it was doing something else.
And she’d eventually forget Fletcher Dufort.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Fletcher swirled theice around in the bottom of his glass. He should have sent his apologies, but instead he was making bullshit small talk and fake smiling at theFive Stoneslaunch.
The premium gin producer had been a supplier of theirs for decades and their events were usually very enjoyable.
Tonight, despite the gin fountain and nearly naked gin ladies, Fletcher wasn’t in the mood.
He’d gone over the conversation with Olivia a million times in his head. His emotions were swinging around like a damn pendulum.
One moment his chest hurt, the next he was furious with her. He wanted to call her and demand she admit she loved him.
Then, he gave himself a lecture. She had rejected him. He had to face the truth.
Olivia Miller did not want him.
“Fletcher?” a voice said.
“Huh, sorry?” His eyes refocused on the woman standing beside him.
