Counterbalance
"We come from different social classes and it wouldn't be in the realm of insane for people to think I was after your money. We're on opposite ends of the personality scale, plus I work for you."
Here he'd thought his head was messed up. "First, regardless of what others say, my parents would never assume you were after my bank account. And as for the rest, you're right. Those things might make or break us." He hauled her flush against him because it settled the crazy inside. "But the longer I sink into the idea of there being an us, the more I realize we're a perfect...counterbalance."
Slowly, her gaze slid to his and held. Her eyes rounded in something akin to hope, then narrowed as if she
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