Chapter 9

Nick glanced at Kate from the other side of the cubicle wall. He wondered why this woman insisted on wearing her clothes in so many other gaudy colors instead of this. He'd been a hundred percent correct about the dress. She looked stunning in black, and the dress he picked had been her exact size, not to mention the design suited her prominent shoulders and petite waistline.

As he stared at her more intently, he noticed a shiny black barrette twinkling in her chestnut long hair, and for a second he was almost mesmerized. Almost. He could tell how embarrassed she still was for coming so late from her rigid shoulders and discomposed sitting posture. Also, she'd been awfully quiet today. She hadn't moved from office space to office space making her rounds, engaging in brief conversations with the handful of friends she was trying to make. Also unlike her. Well, that is if you could call every single worker on the entire freaking floor just a handful of friends she was trying to make.

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