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allow it.
     
    “We’re going to work very closely,” he said and smiled. The smile bled warmth into his face, lighting up his eyes and making me forget about the scar. I couldn’t help but smile too. He was a tyrant in the workplace, I guessed. But that smile made me wonder what was underneath, who he was when he wasn’t the boss that ran Magna Solutions.
     
    I worked there for two weeks before our first big meeting with a client was scheduled. It was one of the first mergers, and I was in charge of the legalities. We sat down at the big round table in the boardroom. The light wood was varnished and polished until I could see myself in it. Elijah arrived five minutes after I did.

    “This is going to be easy,” he said and smiled at me. That same warmth spread over his features, and flowed into me like I was a receptor. The door opened and the secretary showed in two gentlemen in suits. We introduced ourselves, shook hands, and made to sit down. Elijah put his hand at the small of my back and guided me to sit next to him. The touch was friendly, gallant maybe, but when he took his hand away, I could still feel it like a ghost.
     
    And Elijah had been right. He charmed them until they begged him to merge with their company. Seeing him in action was beautiful.
     
    When they left the office he turned to me.
     
    “Well, that calls for a celebration,” he said. We left the office and drove into Fort Atkinson. The coffee shop he chose was called Cups and Saucers.
     
    “This is the worst name for a coffee shop,” I said.
     
    “Maybe we should buy them out and change it,” Elijah said, and I smiled. He had enough money for that. He made sure everyone knew about it. We were taken to a booth at the back of the shop, and sat down. The seats were brown leather, sat on for so many years it was thin and worn like old shoes. The tablecloth had a fine flower print all over it and there was a pitcher with water in the middle of the table.
     
    “How are you fitting in here?” Elijah asked.
     
    “Well enough. I just need to get used to small town living,” I said.
     
    “Where are you staying?”
     
    “At the moment I’m still in the motel. I’m looking for a place. I just wanted to be sure that it was going to work out,” I said and looked up at him. His eyes were on me. With him being the same height as me his eyes were on the same level as mine, and it was incredibly intimate all of a sudden.
     
    “And do you feel like it’s working out?” he asked. It was an innocent question, but the way he said it gave me goosebumps and I felt a flush creep up from my collar.
     
    “I’m happy with the job,” I said. “And my boss is a good one.” I added the last with a cheeky smile, trying to get rid of the embarrassment at my reaction to his tone of voice, the way my body was responding to him.
     
    Elijah smiled too. His eyes were darker than usual, and deep, the way his eyes hadn’t been since we’d started working together. I was allowed a glimpse into who he was, who Elijah let himself be away from work.
     
    And I liked it. I really liked it.
     
    I don’t know what my face showed, but his gaze slipped to my lips, and I was suddenly self-conscious. I rolled my lips in and back out again, and I was suddenly shy. He leaned forward, moving slowly as if he didn’t want to scare me. I didn’t pull away. I should have. But I didn’t, and his lips landed on mine.
     
    The kiss was soft and gentle, the absolute opposite of the die-hard business mogul I’d gotten to know over the past two weeks. I kissed him back because I couldn’t say no. I didn’t want to say no. It wasn’t because he was my boss. It was because there was something stunning under his no-nonsense mask, and I wanted a taste of it. I wanted to taste all of it.
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    I sat on the made hospital bed wearing the same clothes I’d apparently been wearing when they’d brought me in. By some miracle there was no blood on it. That was what the