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Whether I had truly expected things to pan out the way they had so far between us, I didn’t know. But what I did know was that I could identify an addiction when I saw one, and from the moment I set eyes on her, I was hooked.

"Sir?" he called, and I returned my attention to him.

"Any news on his past projects?" I asked.

"No, sir," he replied. "We’re working on that right now, but I’ll let you know as soon as we find what we need. Right now..." he paused for a bit, and for a few seconds, I almost completely forgot about his presence until I realized that he had gone silent for a reason.

"What is it?" I asked, lifting my head from my desktop.

"I just got word from McLaye that he’s in town and he wants to see you?"

I raised a brow at this.

"Why is he in town and why isn’t he coming here if he wants to see me?"

"Well, Lloyd works here at the firm as well, so he’s worried he might see him."

"Oh," I said. "Is there something wrong?"

"Wrong enough for him to come all the way to New York. He sounded quite nervous on the phone."

"He’s always nervous," I said. "Why didn’t he just call me?"

"Maybe it’s not an over-the-phone conversation," George replied. "I think he brought some files with him that he most definitely didn’t want to mail over."

"Alright," I rose to my feet. "Let’s go. Where is he?"

"Hotel Carlisle."

"Alright," I replied, and we were on our way.

As soon as we walked out of the office, she immediately rose to her feet, and I truly couldn’t take my eyes off her.

"We’ll be back in about two hours."

"The partner's meeting is in two hours or..." she replied.

I stopped then because she was right. In my haste, I had almost completely forgotten.

"Keep an eye on the time for me. Something urgent just came up. If I can’t make it back on time, I’ll let you know so you can give John the option to either reschedule or push it back for later."

"Alright, sir," she replied, and my gaze couldn’t help but go down to her lips. Shaking my head, I continued on my way and once again tried to push my thoughts of what we just did out of my mind.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Hannah

"How did the luncheon go yesterday and why did you come in late today?"

At the sudden inquiry, I should have been startled. However, all I felt was annoyed. I really didn’t want to talk to her, but in the end, I had to consider that it wasn’t her fault that she had made the mistake, so, I turned around with my cup of coffee and managed a smile.

Sandra had just come into the kitchen and was seated as she opened up a granola bar. She seemed quite focused on it, as though she was just making idle chit-chat with me, but I couldn’t help but wonder if this was the truth. She had been assigned to help me, but only after yesterday did I actually realize that none of the information she had given me thus far had actually been helpful. There was always something incomplete, something omitted. It was truly beginning to feel quite weird to me.

"It went well," I replied.

"Really?" she asked.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and I wondered why. She had been the one to tell me that Guy wasn’t allergic to anything, so perhaps she had once again omitted the fact that he was allergic to peanuts while we were going to a Asian fusion restaurant, on purpose so I would perhaps harm him? If this was the case, though, I just couldn’t understand why.

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