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to wipe her streaming face with a sopping, crumpled tissue.
    “Now, how about you tell me what’s wrong. You never know. I may be able to help.” He moved closer to her. He had an overpowering need to hold her close, to protect her from whatever was troubling her.
    “It’s okay. I need a little time to pity myself. I’ll be okay. I just need to work out my next step,” she replied.
    Peter put his hand under her chin, raising her face. He saw more than just a letting out of emotions. He saw devastation and shock. “Hey, honey! Everyone’s entitled to a pity party now and again. Although, this looks like more than just a pity party to me.”
    “It’s just…look, don’t worry. I don’t want you to worry about me. Besides, you’re my boss, and my problems are not work related,” she replied, turning her face away from him and trying to stifle the sobs that were still echoing from her chest.
    “So why don’t you just stop worrying about everything and tell me what’s going on. I’m not going to fire you, so spill.” He trapped her with his arms. “I’m still waiting. Come on, please tell me.” He knew asking nicely was never going to get her to fess up.
    “I just got off the phone to my super and…” Another sob escaped her that she couldn’t stop.
    “And?”
    “There was a fire at my apartment building this morning. It’s all gone. The whole building is destroyed.”
    “My God, Mia, I’m so sorry. What needs to be done?”
    “The super said nothing is salvageable on my floor. The police and the fire department are there now and will decide when and if I can get in to look. They…my God, everything is gone.”
    “ Ah ! Sweetheart.” He pulled her into his arms and rubbed her back. He knew it only proved he was a bastard at heart, by enjoying the feel of the softly molded body in his arms. He had wanted to hold her for years, and this was his first chance. As much as he didn’t want to see her in pain, he was thankful that he was here right now. As he rubbed her back, he felt her snuggling in closer to him.
    Mia pulled out of Peter’s embrace suddenly. “My god. I’m homeless,” she nearly shouted. “I have nothing but the clothes on my back. Oh my God, all the lovely pieces of furniture I have scrimped and saved for. My precious collection of first edition books and my Persian carpet are all gone. I’ll never see them again. Oh no…”
    “Honey, they’re only possessions. They can all be replaced. Did the super say everyone was okay? Was anyone hurt?”
    “No, he said three people were slightly injured, but all the residents are accounted for,” Mia sobbed.
    “Well, at least that’s a blessing. Leave everything to me for a bit, and try to calm down. Everything will be okay. We’re going to take you to your building in a moment. Then I think I may know somewhere you can stay. I just need to check a few things out first,” he said.
    “Really, you do? Well, that would be great just till I sort out what I have to do next.”
    She looked up into his face, her eyes red and puffy and her face streaked with mascara. She look so beautiful and trusting that Peter wanted to kiss all her troubles away. But if his idea panned out, it wouldn’t be long before he could kiss more than just her lips. He hoped to be able to kiss her entire body soon.
    “No matter what, I’ll help you out. You’re not alone, Mia. Give me an hour to see what I can sort out. Okay?”
    “Sure, thank you so much, Peter. I should get myself cleaned up and back to work.”
    Before she headed to the restroom, she wrapped her arms around his waist and gave him one last hug.
    “Thank you,” she whispered then left. Peter watched her leave and, for a second, wondered about his idea. Was he an evil villain taking advantage of Mia’s situation? Dylan would know. He would call a meeting and float his idea, and Dylan would decide. Peter used the phone on Mia’s desk to call Dylan and Mathew and ask them to meet him in