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it?”
    “I—well—I—” She watched his smile slowly fade.
    “Gweneviere led me to believe you were amazing with flowers. I will compensate you for the extra time, of course. I will give you access to my place on your schedule. It’s … well … I just started dating Adrienne Chadwick, and she loves flowers. I thought this would be a great way to impress her.”
    “Adrienne Chadwick?” She’d have a bar and a lounge chair on this terrace in a flash.
    “Yes. She’s really great, but I’m sure you know that.”
    “Uh-huh.”
    “Did you know she was studying to be a hospice nurse before she came into all her money? She still volunteers locally. I’m looking forward to getting to know her.”
    Allie was suddenly infuriated. How dare she pretend to be me! “And her looks have nothing to do with it, huh? Just the size of her heart, you say?”
    He smiled. “It’s the package, Allison. The whole package.”
    “Mmm. Listen, Mr. Brady, I will help you, but you must promise never to tell Miss Chadwick you hired me. Don’t even bring up my name, okay?”
    “Deal. Thank you, Allison. With your help, I’ll have Miss Chadwick right where I want her.”
    So will I. They clasped hands and shook on it.

Chapter 5
    Allie paced her bedroom. “Angelo! I’m warning you. You better show your face, or I’ll come to Mulberry Street and hunt you down like the dog you are.”
    “Take it easy, sugar. I was in a bath. Besides, you need a little cooling off for that Gweneviere crack.” Startled by his quick appearance, she watched him lean his buttocks against her window sill. His wet hair brushed his wide shoulders, sending droplets of water traveling down between his pectorals, over his defined abdomen, and disappearing beneath the thick towel he wrapped around his waist. His olive skin glistened, and she could smell his fresh ocean scent. Allie pinched herself, but he was still there. “Fairies take baths?”
    “Does a witch fly on a broomstick?”
    She cocked her head and then shook it. “What am I going to do? I know nothing about plants. I have a black thumb.” She motioned her hands up and down the length of her body. “There is nothing green. Anywhere.”
    “Don’t worry. Do you panic like this every time you have a dilemma?”
    Allie faced him with her hands on her hips. “No. I have a problem when my fairy godmother, who, by the way, looks like he could be the leader of a gang, likes to play dress up by putting me in a servant’s uniform and throwing me to the wolves.”
    “If it were my game, that wouldn’t have been the maid uniform I’d pick.”
    “Great. I get the sarcastic godmother. Is there a way to trade you in?”
    Angelo let out a loud sigh and pushed off the window sill. He got closer to her. “My job is to point you toward a happily ever after. It’s not to solve your problems or give you a quick fix for an already fucked up life. Got it?”
    Allie crinkled her forehead and slowly shook her head. “I’m sorry, but I’m still questioning whether you’re real or if I’m in the midst of some psychotic break.”
    He pulled her into his arms and tucked her head under his chin. “Does this feel real?”
    She felt his heart beating against her and relaxed into his embrace. She let out a soft sigh. “Umm, yes,” she whispered. “You feel real. Can I ask you a question?”
    “Shoot.”
    “Is Angelo your real name?”
    “No.”
    She lifted her head and looked deep into his eyes. He gave her a half-smile and held her stare. She felt her muscles loosen and the stress drain from her fingertips. She leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his bare chest, and held him tighter. “I hadn’t noticed before, but the color of your eyes are the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. The green is just—” and before Allie could finish her sentence, Angelo was gone. She looked around her empty bedroom. Either this was really happening, or she was going completely crazy.
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