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owering buildings stretched into a cloudless sky, their glass faces gleamin

sted with nerves. Her black heels were scuffed, and her thrifted blouse had been pressed

was

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inning endlessly with people in expensive suits. Lily stared at her reflection b

back to the ci

ome bac

hispered to herself. "Eve

past settle on her shoulders. Her heartbeat stuttered. Everywhere she looked: poli

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le

saying

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early. That's a good sign. You can head up to

Lily said, fo

like a step back in time back to nights of stolen kisses behind the gym, to laughter

d become a man she wou

got t

s were open-concept, modern, all sleek lines and intimidating silence. She was

y Ha

es

e current executive assistant for a day. If you pass that, you'll have a

olut

ed to the CEO's floor. Tr

la

e a full-blown storm. But she kept her chin up. She co

phone pressed to his ear. "Move the acquisition date

gnized t

eath c

like the boy

lders, clean-cut jawline, dark tousled hair that curled slightly over his

on

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e wasn't he

even glanc

ffice, heart thudding. She wanted to

heels, dropping a binder onto Lily's desk. "I'm Clarissa. I'v

inked.

r a once-over. "

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't tolerate incompetence. Keep up, don't speak unless

owed hard

ce room, typed three memos, and corrected a spelling error on a ten-million

rp, the elev

larissa said,

Bluetooth. He was distracted, focused. The weight of the

le from her outstretched hand. His eyes fl

t the a

ly. Recognition flickere

w," he sai

ily kept her

pora

r n

g else. He turned

hether to be reli

her to finish organizing the upcoming board agen

hing the city pulse with life far below. This was where h

d been quiet, guarded. She hadn't been able to go. Her family

a letter. He proba

heard from

il

s Ha

axon standing at the doorwa

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peak with you

pped. She follo

lack desk. Floor-to-ceiling windows. Art that pr

back to her, han

from the t

mitted. "I c

es sharp. "Did we go

breath

artfield Prep. You

like he was searching for something. Then he b

ed you," he said smoo

you," she

beat of

esk, slowly. "Clarissa

ry t

le, but not quite. "I don't car

erst

long moment. "You'll

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nked. "

down at his watch.

ily's hands were trem

ything she'd spent ye

e a whisper of something familiar. But the boy who use

that was f

hadn't come

ome back

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hers

and stepped into the fading city light,

tense. U

w one thing

going to be the most dang