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bar, hanging all over him. Chloe watches as her hands roam over his entire body, finally settling on his crotch. Eli catches Chloe staring. She darts her eyes away quickly. The song comes to an end and the crowd howls in approval. Several other women line up to dance with Dax. Chloe steps to the side and lets them have him.
    She sends a quick wave to the rest of the men, including Clint, leaning against the bar. Her nerves can’t handle any more tonight, and she’s definitely not into self-torture watching Eli get a hand job over the top of his dress pants. Chloe grabs a cold bottle of water from the front desk to sober up a bit and then finds a seat on the edge of the fountain.
    She slips off her shoes, placing the ridiculously high heels next to her. Her toes wiggle in freedom. Chloe pulls out her phone and looks for the app to call a cab. The quiet lobby relaxes her a bit as the water cools her body. She can’t believe she just agreed to what she did. Chloe convinces herself she can and will remain professional and in her office. All sorts of communication can happen via technology.
    A noise draws her attention. Eli and his fling are making their way out of the restaurant. They’re both completely sloshed as they stagger over to the elevator. Eli peers back over his shoulder as he pushes the call button. Chloe’s toes make patterns in the tile, trying to avoid him. The ding of the elevator causes Eli to turn around, and he disappears on to it with the blonde.

 
     
     
    Clint:  The Sterlings need you at the hotel ASAP. Have fun with this project.
    Chloe:  It’s Saturday. They can fuck off.
    Clint:  You gotta kiss ass, baby, if you want to keep it. They can still pull out at any time.
    Chloe’s eyes shut again. She spent most of the night crying into her pillow just like a love-struck high school girl. Her heart broke all over again when Eli entered the elevator.
    Business is business, and she knows she has a job to do. Clint’s right about the ass kissing. It’s part of the job when managing a project of this size. Chloe would give anything to slide on a pair of her workout pants and a hoodie, but decides against it.
    A hot shower and forty-five minutes later Chloe is heading out her apartment door dressed in a white business suit. She settled for a pantsuit today with no blazer, opting for a vest and tie. It’s one of her favorite suits because the pants are so dang comfortable. Her white blouse is snug in all the right places, with a black pinstriped vest and a plaid tie.
    Joe, her doorman, gives her his normal friendly nod as she passes.
    “My job is never finished. Have a good day, Joe.”
    Chloe’s heels click rhythmically down the sidewalk as she enters her favorite coffee shop. She orders an extra-large mocha before hailing a cab. Her aviators shade her eyes from the bright sun and ease her lingering headache a bit. She pulls her hair up into a pony, trying to rid the extra warmth from her neck.
    Her phone buzzes several more times in her purse, and she turns it off when she sees Landon’s name. He’ll just have to wait until after lunch.
    “Ms. Thompson.” A bellman steps up to Chloe. “I’ll take you up.”
    Chloe’s thoughts race as he guides her over to the elevator and selects the twenty-fifth floor.
    “Thank you, but how did you know who I was?”
    “Mr. Sterling described you to a T and asked me to wait for you.”
    Chloe’s fingers fiddle with the heart charm on her necklace. “Do you by chance know which one?”
    “I believe it was Cole. Yes, it was Cole.”
    The elevator doors glide open. “Here’s your floor, ma’am.”
    Chloe clutches her oversized purse to her chest as she steps off the elevator and finds herself standing in the middle of a vast room filled with couches and tables. She can’t tell if it’s a living room or lobby. The cream colored couches catch her attention. They are huge and demand all the focus in the room. She looks around a bit longer and notices