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k of coffee mugs from the breakroom. She made her way to the conference room-toda

ilored suit, his jaw set with precision. His eyes lifted the moment she entered, d

smoothly, as if last

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been preparing for-the de

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pause. The room

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ained seated. Alfreda began to gather her notes, avoid

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sn't smirking. He wasn't teas

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the inside of her wrist, she didn't move. The touch

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plan it. I didn't want it. But now I can't stop thi

slowly. "You

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she said, voice tighter

ed once, dark eyes locked on hers.

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