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m meeting. "That's the third typo I've seen in your report. A

t to shrink into my chair, but instead, I nod, keeping

topic. The moment the meeting ends, I gather my things, muttering

olds, my of

t," I

we go

em to catch a br

step inside and Jake leans against his des

slide, do you?" I say b

n and I remember the

ormed out and the danger

nd possibly dangerous family, which made me questio

the previous night, i

hen he came out to check who was

come close to death, but thank God, I coul

e accident that ga

sh out as I gi

that might be a smirk. "I push

ate that he has this effect on me. His eyes linger, just

ce feeling more c

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nd, is acting like a com

you?" his

e back, my fingers tre

orking late a lot

en before responding. "I'm at w

The Andrew I remember was more detached,

e smiles, the way his voice softens when he's not tearing

to li

ore he dismissed me, how he wanted me

that was my

Jake says, not lookin

" I ask, already dre

his tone leaving n

ne of your... lady ac

I can do nothing bu

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but it fits me like a glove. The moment I step into the room

bothers me ho

rs for a split second, and it's

ds," he says, his voice low as h

you, Mr.

me Jake. For to

I say with a

tions, but I can't shake the feeling that Jake is watchi

am act beginning to have fun unt

d with him, his dom

out, his voice cutti

and Jake's eyes narrow,

ay from Jake and h

I ask, seething as I force a

ks straight at Jake. "I don't know wha

ds in my chest as Jake steps forward, his calm

y, "I wouldn't be foolish enough to let he

an they should, and for

up with h

hot him at that a

sper, stepping between them. "

grip on my arm tighter than I like. "What th

im," Andrew says,

't trust you,

urn on my heel and head back inside

ht isn't

expression softer than I've ever seen

y, but the words feel wrong now and

u with someo

but nothing comes out. His gaze pins me in place, and for the fi

er, unsure why h

ore either of us can say another

s An

looks

can't ca