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She grabbed her things and rushed toward the door.

“See you at the office,” he called.

She waved, afraid to look back.










Chapter Eighteen

Will’s second datewith Ellen was going much better than the first. He seemed to remember how conversations worked this time.

They had just finished dinner and were walking arm in arm down the sidewalk.

“It’s a beautiful night,” Ellen said.

“I love nights like this,” he said.

The door to the Olde Town Tavern opened and a couple spilled out. They were laughing and arguing.

“You said it was Grover Cleveland,” the man said.

“No. No, I didn’t! You misheard me.”

“No. No. I heard you say Grover Cleveland.”

“Grover Cleveland doesn’t make any sense,” she said with a groan.

Will recognized that voice right away.Oh no.

He was hoping he could slip past them, but no...

“Senator Fucking Sterling,” the man said, clearly several drinks into the night. “Liv, isn't this your boss?”

Liv, although a little wobbly on her feet, seemed to sober up at the sight of Will.

“Senator Sterling,” she said, her eyes wide.

“Good evening,” he said.

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