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“It’s because of you, Jessy,” Amy says bluntly.

“I don’t think it has anything to do with me.”

Amy raises an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. “It’s clear that there’s tension between you two. And knowing Ethan, he’s probably not handling it well.”

I shrug, trying to downplay the situation. “Our relationship is nothing short of professional, Amy. We work together, that’s all.”

Amy gives me a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Keep telling yourself that, Jessy.”

I roll my eyes, feeling a mixture of frustration and amusement. “Believe me, Amy, there’s nothing romantic going on between Ethan and me.”

She chuckles softly, shaking her head. “If you say so, Jessy. But sometimes, the more you deny something, the more true it becomes.”

I glance up from my computer screen as Lysa approaches the front desk, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor. There’s a certain tension in the air whenever she’s around.

“Jessica,” she says, her voice tight but professional. “Can we talk for a moment?”

I nod, pushing aside the stack of paperwork I’d been sorting through. “Sure, what’s up?”

Lysa hesitates for a moment, as if choosing her words carefully. “I heard about what happened with the promotion,” she begins, her tone neutral, but I can detect a hint of curiosity beneath the surface.

My stomach churns with apprehension, knowing that Lysa is not one to mince words.

“I didn’t realize you would still be working here as a front desk attendant when I recommended you for a promotion as a concierge.”

My heart sinks as her words sink in, and I feel a wave of embarrassment wash over me. Of course, I should have realized that Lysa would know about the promotion—she works closely with Ethan and probably heard about it from him.

“I...uh, I haven’t made a decision about the promotion yet,” I stammer, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. “I’m still thinking it over.”

Lysa raises an eyebrow, her gaze penetrating. “Really? Because it sounded like you were pretty adamant about not taking it when you were talking to HR.”

I swallow hard, feeling a lump form in my throat. I’ve definitely dug myself into a hole with this one. “I...I guess I spoke too soon,” I admit reluctantly. “I need some time to think about it, that’s all.”

Lysa studies me for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then she nods slowly. “Well, take your time. But remember, opportunities like this don’t come around every day.”

With that, she turns and walks away, leaving me to grapple with my own thoughts. As I watch her go, I can’t help but feel a sense of regret wash over me. I’ve made a mess of things, and now I have to find a way to set them right.

17

Ethan

“Call the airline and ask them to get the jet ready. I’m heading to Miami,” I say into the intercom on my desk.

“All right, on it.” Sarah’s voice comes from the other end.

This was a long time coming. I should have gone on this trip last week. But for some reason, I kept pushing it.

You already know why, Jessy.

Yeah, I have been stalling my trip because of her because I somehow didn’t want to go a long time without seeing her, and I was hoping that she would come to her senses, so I could ask her to come on this trip with me.

But I can’t do that. She already accused me of offering her a promotion because we slept together. Now, she doesn’t even look in my direction anymore.

I hate that we are fighting. It’s not getting us anywhere. We’ve never gone past the bedroom with our relationship—that’s if we even have a relationship. It has been one step forward and ten steps backward.

As much as I’d been looking forward to this trip, I’m not happy with the way I’m leaving things between Jessy and me.

“Everything okay, Ethan?” Drake asks, leaning against the doorframe of my office.

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