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She snaps out of it. "Yes. Right this way."

She takes us to a small room where we have our photos taken for our ID badges. Then she takes us to another small room with a table and chairs. She hands us each a folder with the hospital name and logo on it.

"Just read over everything and if you have questions, let me know," she says. "Otherwise just fill out the forms and bring them to me when you're done."

She leaves, shutting the door behind her.

"Looks like you have a fan." I try to hide my jealousy as I take a seat at the table. Maybe it's too soon in our relationship to be jealous but seeing that girl flirt with Dylan really got to me.

"Do I?" he asks, sitting right next to me.

"Well, yeah, didn't you see how she was acting? She was practically drooling."

"I meant you." He scoots his chair closer to mine. "Are you a fan?"

I turn and see his face right in front of me. Those deep brown eyes. Those full lips.

"Um, yeah, I guess, although I haven't really heard you play." My heart's pounding being this close to him.

"I wasn't talking about the band. I meant, are you a fan of this?" He kisses me before I can stop him, not that I'd stop him. I couldn't even if I tried. I'm addicted to his kisses so pulling away from him right now is pretty much impossible. So I wait for him to pull away, which he does after a few seconds.

"You can't do that here," I tell him.

"Why not?" He turns back to his paperwork and picks up a pen.

"You heard Donna. She said we can't date. It's against the rules."

"So we'll be discreet." He scans the first sheet of paper, jots down his initials at the bottom, then flips to the next page.

I pick up the pen and look down at the stack of papers. "I told you not to kiss me."

"Unless we're in public. Which we are."

"We're not in public. We're in a room by ourselves."

"With people just outside the door. By definition, that means we're in public."

"That's not what it means. Other people have to be here in order for it to be public."

"I disagree." He sets his pen down, turns my face to his and kisses me. It's a bold, aggressive move and completely turns me on. "You know." He kisses me again. "I wasn't really looking forward to this internship, but now? I have a feeling I'm going to like it." He smiles and goes back to his paperwork.

How is he being so calm about this? I'm a nervous wreck. If we got caught, we could both get fired. And yet I find that kind of thrilling. Just like that night we met. I did something totally unlike me, totally unexpected. And it was thrilling. A rush. A feeling I craved to feel again.

So is that why I like Dylan so much? Does he bring out the bad girl in me? Or is it just him making me feel this way? Or us, whenever we're together? I don't know, but it's a feeling I can't get enough of.

Chapter Fourteen

Dylan

After we fill out the paperwork and get our IDs, Amber and I leave the HR office and go back upstairs. She's been quiet ever since I kissed her, but I don't think she's mad at me for doing it. She was a willing participant in the kiss. I think she's just shocked that I'm here and afraid we'll get caught if I kiss her again.

But I'll definitely be kissing her again. I can't help myself. It's just what happens when I'm around her. And now, it sounds like I'll be around her a lot more.

Seeing her today made my freaking day. Not only does having her here mean this internship won't suck as much as I thought it would, but it also means I'll have an excuse to spend time with her at least a few times a week, maybe even every day.

I can't believe she's working here. Out of all the places in Chicago we could've interned at, we both end up here. The universe just keeps finding ways to bring us together and I couldn't be more thankful for that. There's just something about this girl that makes me want to be around her. Writing letters isn't enough. I need to see her. Be with her.

"This is where you'll sit when you're here," Donna says, pointing to two small desks that face each other, each set up with a computer and phone. "You'll share these with our part-timers who work mornings so if you notice someone else's things in the desk, just leave them there."

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