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Chapter 7

KAYLA

Ithoughthewouldinvite me out for dinner after that elevator incident. Or at least call me to ask if I had gotten home safely.

But unfortunately, he did not. Once we’d gotten out of the building, he told me to take care and that was it. He didn’t offer me a ride home.

I felt so disappointed. And then I got angry at myself for feeling so disappointed.

I was rattled. I couldn’t eat anymore and I couldn’t sleep. I kept reliving that kiss. I kept replaying our conversation in my mind.

I kept checking my phone for his message until I finally fell asleep. Even in the morning, there was still nothing. And when I was on my way to work, I felt my palms getting sweaty and my heart racing again.

Should I pretend it didn’t happen?

Maybe he’d been hurrying to get home and see his son. That’s it.

Did the kiss mean nothing to him?

My mind was whirling with thoughts like these when I went through the reception area of Lee and Emery. I expected to bump into him anytime, though I still wasn’t prepared for what to say.

I sat on my desk. I haven’t seen him. It was disappointing.

I tried to finish my paperwork, but I couldn’t focus. I remembered how his lips had felt on mine, how good it felt to laugh together.

“Stop it, Kayla,” I hissed to myself. “Just stop it.”

“Stop what?”

When I heard his voice, I jumped. He was suddenly leaning on my desk with his arms crossed on his chest. My heart skipped a beat.

“You scared me!” I said. “Why do you keep popping up like that?”

I was cautious as we conversed. I was uncertain about how things would be between us now. I wondered if he would be amicable and if we would discuss what happened.

He chuckled. That was a good sign.

“I was approaching you quite slowly, but you were too preoccupied with your thoughts,” he said. “It was entertaining, though, to see your facial expressions. I wonder what you were thinking about.”

He was sort of mocking me, making fun of me.Wasn’t he?

“What brings you to my space, anyway?” I asked, turning serious and changing the subject.

“Emery got us the appointment for after lunch today,” he said. “We’re going to Fantasy Flicks.”

“Oh, wow,” I said. “Nice.”

My brain told me this was great because we could start gathering information. But my heart had an entirely different idea about it.

Why am I so affected?

“See you later, Atty. Brown,” Robert said before sauntering off.

I stared at his back, wondering where the old Robert had gone. This one was acting more like a friend and a real partner. It was just so weird.

I was counting the hours until it was time to go. We left the office together and decided to take the stairs going down. We had plenty of time to spare, anyway.

“Don’t want to risk getting stuck with you again,” I said jokingly, though I wouldn’t mind a repeat of it, especially the passionate kiss.

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