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Not for real, anyway.
But why would Orlando have that in his file on me?
My time’s up.
I return the file to its place and then I crack the door open. When I make sure no one’s in the hallway, I get out, carefully closing the door behind me.
Chapter 34
ISTARE AT THE TV SCREEN, but I’m not watching the show that’s on. My thoughts are a jumbled mess.
Sienna enters the room, her attention on the TV.
“I love this show,” she says as she sits on the sofa next to me.
I reach for her without thinking, pulling her into my arms. She doesn’t resist, just presses herself closer to me, her head resting on my chest.
Her warm body against mine feels so damn nice I don’t want to let her go.
We’d make a great team, she and I. She helped me get to her father’s office without even knowing, but I see her potential.
As she snuggles even closer, I gently rub my fingers over her arm. I’ve never held anyone like this before. No one has ever wanted to be so close to me before.
It would be nice to always have her like this with me.
To be this calm and peaceful.
We’re like a couple in love, our bodies like one.
What the fuck?
I can’t believe I just thought that. It’s ridiculous. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me, but something is.
In love?
Me?
