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“No.” It comes out all wrong, and my cheeks heat. “Of course not. That would be...”

“Inappropriate,” Asher offers.

“Highly.”

My head lifts to find Charles looking in my direction. His face is blank, and I wonder what’s going through his head. He holds my gaze for several seconds, causing goose bumps to rise on my arms and my belly to dip.

I hate the reactions he causes. Asher was right. It’s inappropriate.

One of the men says something to Charles, and it breaks the connection. I blow out a harsh breath, turning my attention back to Asher, who’s staring at me like I have two heads.

“What?”

He shakes his head. “Nothing. Anyway,” he says, turning the subject away from Charles. “Tell me about your plans for Diosa. I’m interested in why Summer Smith was so high on their list. Did they even reach out to her?”

I shrug, taking a big bite of my sandwich. “No clue. But it doesn’t sound like it,” I say between mouthfuls. “I did some research, and apparently, her contract ended with her former partners. Her agent is shopping around. He wants to get another deal on the table for her since she’s not going on tour this year.”

“Interesting,” he says, looking at his phone.

“Do you need to go?” I ask.

His brows are knitted together, and I wonder what he’s looking at.

“Not yet. My boss is on a rampage. He must’ve found out about Diosa.”

I press my lips together, not wanting to discuss that any further.

“That was the big deal on the table,” he continues. “I’m not due back for another twenty. Tell me, what are you cooking up?”

I have quite a few ideas that I’m putting together, but I’m not ready to share them with anyone.

“I’m still working on it. Very early stages,” I say, taking another bite.

The two of us sit for the rest of the lunch break, talking about Asher’s accounts and life in the advertising world. I’m grateful for the reprieve from shifting through résumés.

When we stand to leave, I give him a big hug.

“What is that for?” he asks.

I shrug. “For lunch. It was just what I needed.”

He offers me a large smile. “Same.”

He pulls me to his side, walking me toward the door.

“You’ll always have me, Raven.”

That’s one thing I know for sure. No matter where life takes us, I’ll always have Asher in my life. It’s comforting, especially during a period of so much change and uncertainty.

My career is looking up, as long as I can continue to resist whatever strange pull this is between my new boss and me.

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Charles

My jaw clenchesas I stalk to the lift. I trudge along on my path, barely able to control the emotions working their way through my body.

Who the fuck was she eating with?

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