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***CHARLOTTE’S POV*** The moment the meeting ended and the contract was signed, I pushed back my chair and rose to my feet, ready to leave. But just as I reached for my bag, “Ma’am,” my secretary called. “You still have another meeting in two hours. And you’re scheduled to personally pick up our principal client at the airport.” “I’m sorry, I don’t think I can make that.” I said quickly, already heading for the door. “But we can’t afford to offend him. This contract means everything to us, and we’re not the only company bidding for it.” “Then you’ll have to fill in for me. Please.” I replied and didn’t even wait for her response before I rushed out of the boardroom, heading straight for the parking lot, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. As I walked briskly to my car, my eyes kept darting to my wristwatch every few seconds. “Shit,” I muttered under my breath. “I really hope I make it. I can’t afford to miss this.” I slid into the back seat of the car and immedi

I quickly looked away from him, so he wouldn't see me checking him out but curiosity tugged at me again, and before I could stop myself, I tilted my head slightly, sneaking another glance, my hand absentmindedly scratching the back of my neck. And just then, our eyes met again. As if he had never taken his off me before. A strange unease fluttered in my chest. Heat crept up my neck and I turned away shyly, lifting my glass to my lips and taking a long sip. Fuck Charlotte, what are you doing? “So, is it a boyfriend or a girlfriend that got you in the mood?” his husky voice drawled, low and smooth. Was I that obvious? Or had he overheard our conversation? I fiddle with the straw in my drink, using it to mix the drink around. “Sort of.” I decided to say with a soft nod, remembering what happened again; the way they hugged each other on the stage. The way Genevieve told me she’s not coming with me. And Clyde… Thinking about it more, my chest tightened painfully and I find tears laci