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She shakes her head. “How can this be?”
Talk about coincidence.
“Small world,” I say.
“Small world.”
“You two know each other?” Rhys asks.
“She’s my roomie from the elevator incident,” I tell him.
He stares at us with astonishment. “Her?!”
I nod before turning my attention to the stunned woman in the room.
“Wasn’t it you who said we were never going to see each other again?”
“You can’t be the man Easton referred me to,” she says.
“I am. Beckett Christensen, please to meet you.” I extend a hand.
Wide eyes bounce from my hand to my gaze.
“You’re my new client?!” Basically, your boss.
My lonely hand is still stuck in the air.
She hesitates, but she shakes my hand.
Her touch is as soft as silk.
“I am. And you’re Arianne Buchanan.”
“I—I am.”
“You’re sure about that?” I ask.
She flashes me an unimpressed stare and pulls her hand from mine.
I take a step closer and lean in, forcing her to look up.
Pleading brown eyes flutter at me.
She comes across as a woman unaware of her beauty.
I take my sweet time milking the moment before speaking.
“Looks like we’ll be working really closely together. Like I said, never say never.”
She swallows hard.
Chapter 8
Arianne
I do not appreciate your sense of humor this morning, God.
I exchange a few words with the big guy up above as I stare bewildered at my new boss-slash-client—the incredibly handsome man I haven’t been able to forget. Of all the companies in a massive city like LA, I had to land here.
