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He couldn’t take this away from me.

We were still staring at each other, even as he spoke to the department about how excited he was to be here. Though he said it with no enthusiasm. He wasn’t convincing me at least. I knew a lot of the guys looked up to him for his PGA wins, so maybe they didn’t hear how he really sounded. Or they didn’t know him like I did.

I had known him.

Past tense.

Previously.

In another life.

Big difference.

Without a second thought, I broke eye contact, yanked the conference room door open, and disappeared down the hallway. Our side of the building was a graveyard, and I jogged in my high heels down to the restroom.

I burst through the door of the vacant room and pressed my hands onto the counter. I leaned forward and tried to catch my breath. I felt as if I were hyperventilating. Unable to get enough oxygen to feed my brain. My utterly confused and bewildered brain.

“He can’t be my boss,” I whispered to myself. “He can’t be.”

I wanted to call Emery and demand answers. How could she not have known that Landon was coming back to town? How could she not have told me that he would be working here?

Of course, I couldn’t call Emery. And the reason I hadn’t known was because I would completely shut her down anytime she tried to talk about Landon with me. I’d said time and time again that there was nothing between me and Landon. Emery had had him first, and I would never break girl code like that. Yet here I was, having a mental breakdown because he was here.

As it was, Emery was too suspicious about me and Landon. Calling her and demanding answers would only prove her point. And nothing was going on.

Not anymore.

Still…I had so many questions to ask him. They all flew through my brain at lightning speed.

Why was he in Lubbock? Why was he working for Wright Construction? Why wasn’t he golfing? Had he known he’d be my boss? Had he asked to be my boss? Was he here with Miranda? Had their relationship recovered? Did she know that we’d kissed? Did he think about that kiss like I did?

Fuck!

No!

I looked up at myself in the restroom mirror, took a deep breath, and straightened to my full height. I needed to get myself together. This was not the end of the world. Landon wasn’t my direct supervisor. He wasn’t even my supervisor’s supervisor. I didn’t have to see him. I wouldn’t have to come in contact with him. This didn’t even have to be a thing I stressed about.

Besides all of that, this made our entire situation easier. I would never jeopardize my career, the most important thing in my life, for anything.

Rule number 1: Don’t date your coworker.

Rule number 2: Definitely don’t date your boss.

Rule number 3: Forget the taste of your boss’s lips.

Okay, the taste of his lips was a new one, but I needed to follow it anyway because, sometimes, that taste of whiskey would creep right up on me.

The truth was, I had worked too damn hard for this job. Nothing and no one was going to distract me. Not even Landon Wright.

I left the restroom with my head held high. I could do this.

The meeting had been adjourned when I got back to my desk.

Matt gave me a sympathetic look. “Are you okay?” he asked.

I nodded my head. “Totally fine. Just had an emergency. You know, girl stuff.”

His face paled, and he looked away.

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