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Six months.
He isn’t going to grace my door again unless fate intervenes, and I’m not counting on some divine intervention.
When Brice Holmes walks into the boardroom, my non-existent panties drop. Instant chemistry doesn’t happen every day. In fact, it’s only happened once for me
Getting stuck in an elevator with him? Maybe that’s the divine intervention I’m not counting on.
Is it worth putting my reputation at work on the line?
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