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yesterday,” he says, retrieving the video files.
    As soon as he sits down next to me, I recognize his scent. That deadly combination of spice and cedar that is lingering on his olive skin and, oh shit, how can I block that out so I can concentrate?
    We discuss some things and then Niko pushes back from the desk.
    “I need to get something, I’ll be right back,” he says.
    “Okay.” I nod. “Oh, do you mind if I put on some music from Spotify? I like to work to music.”
    Niko lifts an eyebrow. “That depends what it is.”
    “5 Seconds of Summer,” I say, keeping a straight face while referring to the Australian boy band.
    Niko furrows his brow. “Um, sure, whatever you want.”
    I burst out laughing.
    “I should be offended if you think that’s what I want to listen to.”
    He flashes me a grin.
    “Thank God,” he admits. “But for real, what do you listen to?”
    “Ed Sheeran will work today. X .”
    “I suppose you could start with that before moving over to No. 5 Collaborations Project , ” he says before heading out the door.
    No. He just referenced one of Ed Sheeran’s independent EP releases? He knows this much about my favorite musician?
    Let’s see, I now have to fight through his pop culture knowledge, his passion for hockey, his TV ability, his incredible scent, and his Ed Sheeran intelligence to build this open? I have to focus when this man is sitting next to me?
    Wait. Never mind. A sexy, intelligent, funny, man like Niko wouldn’t go out with an editing geek like me. Problem solved.
    I should be happy about this.
    Relieved, actually.
    So why do I feel disappointed inside?
    I cough to shake everything from my head. I bring up Spotify and turn some music on, then I begin to go about building the open for Niko’s Dallas Demons producing career.
    I’m getting started when the door opens again. I turn and see Niko standing there, holding two holiday Starbucks cups in his hands.
    “I promised you a gingerbread latte,” Niko says, handing me a cup.
    “Awh, thank you so much,” I say, taking the cup from him.
    Suddenly I notice there’s a name written in marker on it, like the baristas always do when they are filling orders.
    However, it doesn’t say ‘Lexi.’
    It says, ‘Editor.’
    My eyes immediately shift to Niko.
    “That’s who you are, Lexi,” Niko says softly. “You’re an editor .”
    My throat swells. Niko is willing to go off a few YouTube videos and what Ryan has said to give me a chance.
    The biggest chance I’ll ever have to make it in this business in Dallas.
    “Thank you,” I say, touched by this gesture. “I won’t let you down.”
    Niko moves around and reclaims the seat next to me. He parks his cup on the desktop and shifts his gaze to me.
    “I know you won’t.”
    Butterflies shift in my stomach from the way he’s studying me. Niko doesn’t even have to say another word, but his eyes tell me he’s confident in his decision to put a key element for his show into my hands.
    And right now I’m going to prove to him those instincts were right.

Chapter 6
    The One Online Dating Service Profile Question: How do you feel about dating someone in the workplace? Off-limits? Only if you keep it discreet? Never?
    My write-in answer: Ha, not a problem since I don’t have a job at Total Access Total Sports. And Niko would most likely date a sexy Demons Ice Girl than a hockey editor, so this question is irrelevant .
    I review the open again, and a proud feeling sweeps over me. I have been at Total Access Total Sports for almost five hours now, only stopping long enough to run across the street with Niko and grab sandwiches to go from the deli. Then I went straight back to editing while he worked on pre-production for the telecast tomorrow.
    And while we’ve both been focused, pretty much talking only about hockey and TV elements, I confirmed my suspicion that Niko is intense when it comes to his work. A perfectionist. He was developing his run down for how the show