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My mind blanked at his words.

I knew what I wanted but I hadn’t thought out how I would actually say it.

He raised a curious eyebrow at my silence, making me kick myself inwardly and shake myself out of my stupor.

“I wanted to give you, your coat back.” I brought up the bag with his coat, that I stopped on the way to get dry-cleaned, “I got it cleaned. Once again, thank you for lending it to me.”

Did I see a frown on his gorgeous face? Was he disappointed at my words? The expression had shifted so quickly, it could just be a figment of my imagination.

Maybe I wanted him to feel more.

But his smirk was back instantly as he took the bag from me, “So, you just came to return my coat?” I nodded.

Of course, I had more to say. I just needed to build up my courage and was waiting for him to invite me to his office to talk properly, instead of here near the reception. The receptionist had been giving me jealous eye since Xavier had walked toward me.

“Well, Thanks.”

He said a