Hillary I don’t know much about Boston aside from Ben’s house, the airport, and his two offices—the theoretical one and the practical, heavily guarded building where the technology was kept safe. That building alone was the size of three estates combined.Anyway, I found a fancy restaurant not too far from home. I saw it every time we drove by, and I had been dying to try it, so I picked that and booked us a reservation.“Is this what you called expensive?” Ben asks, one eyebrow arched, hands shoved casually into his pockets.“Yeah,” I nod, tugging his arm to pull him closer toward the entrance. “Ben, you’re a hundred times richer than the average human being. Nothing is expensive to you.”“I mean, you’re not wrong,” he admits, basking in that self-satisfied pride of his.Of course. He was still an arrogant asshole, but lately, he had softened up with me. I actually liked this version of Ben—the one who let me use his pool. I’d been dreaming of swimming in it for weeks but had been t
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