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impossible to stay mad.
    “I wasn’t looking for a hookup,” he said. “You know how these things happen…”
    “Because you can’t keep it in your pants for more than a few minutes.” My eyes widened as I realized what I blurted out loud. Nathan was my boss and insulting him wasn’t a good idea.
    Nathan didn’t scream at me. He didn’t fire me. In fact, he didn’t react at all. All he did was released a deep sigh. “I really hurt you.”
    “Well, it didn’t feel good to be abandoned. It was a Friday night, Nathan. I could have found something better to do than stand there and wait for you to come back. You didn’t even call me all weekend. It was like I meant absolutely nothing to you—even if I am just your assistant.”
    He bowed his head in shame. “You’re completely right, Meadow. My behavior was unacceptable. I hope you understand how sorry I am. Just seeing you turn away from me like you despise me is…painful. I lost your trust and your respect. And those things mean a lot to me.”
    How could he be this charming all the time? He was charismatic even when he was apologizing for being a dick. Or was I so in love with him I didn’t care? “It’s okay, Nathan. Don’t worry about it.” I turned back to my computer.
    He continued to stand there. “Have dinner with me tonight. I’ll make it up to you.”
    Really? I turned back to him. “It’s really okay. Don’t worry about it. It’s water under the bridge.”
    “Have dinner with me,” he repeated. “I insist.” There was a determined look in his eyes. I recognized it from his meetings with his investors. It meant he wouldn’t back down—no matter what.
    How did I say no to a gorgeous man who was so determined to make things right? “Sure.”
    His shoulders finally relaxed. “Thank you. How about at seven?”
    “That sounds good.”
    He nodded then finally walked into his office.
    And then like before, I was in love with Nathan Maxwell all over again.
    ***
    He took me to a new fancy restaurant in Manhattan. It was an Italian place, and the wait list was already backed up for months. I wasn’t sure how he pulled off dinner reservations.
    When we approached our table, he pulled out the chair for me.
    This evening was starting off pretty well. “Thank you.”
    He helped push the chair in before he sat across from me. Then he immediately turned to the waiter. “A bottle of your finest, please.”
    “Of course, sir.” The waiter walked away.
    Nathan shot me a look then picked up his menu. “You like wine?”
    “I like anything that has an alcohol content above eight percent.”
    He released a faint chuckle. “You’re easy to please.”
    If that were true I wouldn’t be in love with the same man for years—whom didn’t even know I was alive.
    He browsed his menu. “I recommend the calzone. It’s delicious.”
    “You’ve been here before?”
    “Opening night.”
    “Wow. First one in line.”
    “Actually, I’m the owner of this restaurant.” He put down the menu and scanned the crowd.
    “Oh, I didn’t know that. Congratulations.”
    “Thanks,” he said. “It’s more of a tax write off.”
    Nathan was a good guy but he could be arrogant from time to time. It annoyed me but his flaws paled in comparison to his strengths.
    “I’ve always been in interested in owning a restaurant. But after I opened this place I realized I didn’t really want to be involved. I just wanted to make another profit.”
    He was already a billionaire. He needed more money? “I see…” I wasn’t sure what else to say.
    The waiter brought the wine and took our order. I took Nathan’s recommendation and ordered the calzone. When the waiter walked away, I stared at Nathan. He looked like a powerhouse in his suit. I’d give anything to see what was underneath it. “So, basically you took me here because it would be free?” There was a teasing tone in my voice.
    “Or just to show off another accomplishment.”
    “You don’t need to