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“Look at you, all cozy in your jammies already.”

“As much fun as I had in London, I’m happy to be home.”

“Me too. Sam keeps texting me. He said he misses me already and wants to plan a trip to New York to come and visit.” She rolled her eyes.

“Are you going to let him?” I asked as I sipped my tea.

“I don’t know. Even though sex with him was utterly boring, I kind of like his company. How are you doing? After that wild night of sex, you must still be thinking about that hot man.”

“No, I’m not. He’s a distant memory now.”

“You’re lying. I know you, Chloe, and you get involved, even though I clearly try to teach you differently.”

I sighed. “Okay. So what? I am still thinking about him, and I can’t help it. I just wish I would have gotten his name.”

“Tsk tsk.” She waved her finger. “Goes against the stranger rule. Besides, even if you did get his name, what were you going to do? Stalk him? Google him? Find a thousand guys with the same name in the US and then call them one by one, asking if they were the sexy guy who made you orgasm multiple times in London?”

“Why do you have to be like that?” I rolled my eyes.

“You love me, and you know it. Anyway, I just wanted to check in and make sure you made it home safe. I have to go shower because I need to be at work bright and early tomorrow morning. I have a big client coming in, and his demands for the perfect ad are annoying, so I have to be on top of my game.”

“Have a good night, and we’ll talk tomorrow. Good luck with your meeting.”

“Thanks, love. Ta ta.”

Chapter Six

TWO MONTHS LATER

Chloe

Arriving at work, I set my bag down as Silas called over to me.

“Chloe, Mr. Black is here and wants to talk to you.”

“Really? I didn’t know he was coming.”

“We didn’t either. He was here before us.”

Walking into the back office, I smiled when I saw him sitting behind the desk.

“Good morning, Connor. Welcome back to L.A. Silas said you wanted to see me.”

“Good morning, Chloe. Have a seat.” He smiled.

Taking a seat across from his desk, I was a little nervous about why he was here and wanted to talk to me. I didn’t think I was in trouble for anything because my work was impeccable. Oh God, maybe he was laying me off. A thousand reasons were swimming around in my mind, and it started to worry me.

“You’ve been working here for a little over a year now, correct?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Do you like it here, Chloe?”

I thought that was a strange question to ask, and he caught me off guard.

“Yes. Very much.”

“More than New York?”

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