on, Eli and Marissa pounced on

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h other? Are you serious?"

ficially hate you. Their dreamboat of a manager, William the Wonder

f all, We are not eating spagh

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pt it as professional as humanly poss

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her nose. "I don't want office drama

is chair. "So, you're saying y

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ction doesn't ruin lives, babe. Denial

her monitor. "This conversation is over.

d Eli eventually got back to work, though no

evastatingly handsome, and exuded that effortless confidence that made women-and apparently, half the of

r her breath, "No

that lunch, the way he smiled at her, and the strange, naggi

casional glare from her female coworkers. Emma hated office

daggers aimed at her back. Reaching her car, she let out a sigh

he notification:

. The sender's name wasn't familiar: Liam, like Liam Nelson of the

better of her. She

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for pretending no

him. But pretending not to remember? She rac

. "Maybe you're confusi

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eally think I d

ing it onto the passenger seat. This was no or

replayed his words. And th

f your desk tomorrow. Mayb

esk? What could p

sity had morphed into unease. Who was W

but Emma wasn't sure sh