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Chapter 63 - The Bet

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Beth

By the time we got back to the office, I was buzzing—half from the caffeine, half from something else entirely. Maybe it was the way Dr. Cole said “Yes ma’am” like he was barely hanging onto control, or maybe it was the way his eyes felt like hands when I walked out of that café.

Rachel flopped onto the velvet loveseat in the corner of my office like she owned the place. I pulled my laptop closer and popped open the folder she’d airdropped me, the thumbnails of the shoot appearing in crisp, clean rows across the screen.

“Okay,” I said, tapping through a few frames. “Lighting’s great. Angles are clean. These are going to be perfect once we run them through your magic filter.”

Rachel leaned in, peering at the shots. “Told you. I don’t miss.”

My phone buzzed beside me. I glanced down.

Dr. Cole: If I win the bet… you’re cooking me dinner. Homemade. None of that microwave broccoli nonsense either.

A grin tugged at my mouth.

“Why are you smirking like that?” Rachel asked, squinting at
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