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I quickly double back to grab my favorite book off my nightstand.

Okay, now it’s time to go to work.

CHAPTER 6

OLIVER

I sit alone in the airport terminal with my phone pressed against my ear and a thick rock churning my gut. My carry-on sits on the last empty chair beside me, saved for the woman who’s supposed to be here with me. The crowd passes around me and I search every single one of their faces for hers as I nervously bounce my ankle up and down.

“You still there, Oliver?”

“Yeah, Graham,” I say into my cellphone. “I’m here.”

He laughs. “Don’t be nervous.”

“I’m not nervous. You know me. I got this.”

“I do. Is Paige there yet?”

I perform another scan of the passing crowd. “No,” I answer.

“Strange. She’s usually there before I am.”

“Probably just running late. She did mention last night that she had some errands this morning.”

“Well, when she gets there, use her.”

I smile to myself. “Whatever you say, boss.”

“I mean it.”

“I still don’t see why I need a babysitter,” I say. “I can do this job by myself.”

“She’s not a babysitter,” he says. “She’s an assistant. She’s there to assist you.”

“Well, I don’t need an assistant.”

“She’s an expert on your job, Oli. Don’t waste it because of your ego.”

I frown. “I don’t have an ego.”

He snorts. “You sure about that?”

The crowd parts down the terminal, and I catch sight of a blonde ponytail walking in my direction. She pulls a red carry-on bag behind her. Her hips sway within a tight, black skirt. A white blouse and a black jacket. Thick, blue-rimmed glasses. Professional from her head to her toes.

Definitely Paige Landon.

“Hey, Graham,” I say.

“Yeah?”

I look at her crimson high heels. “Do her shoes always match her carry-on like that?”

“Yes!” He laughs. “They do.”

I nod. “Neat.”

“Soon she’ll be laying out ties for you that match her shoes. You’re corporate now, buddy. Time to look the part.”

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