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“Chase, you can’t.”

“Give me one month with all your rules.” He squeezed my waist with his hands. “If at the end of the month you still say no, then I’ll leave you alone. You can transfer to any of my other companies or leave with severance pay.”

I sighed.

“Please.” He lowered himself down to his knees and put his hands together like he was praying. “Please.”

A woman running with her dog ogled the scene.

Another group of people leaving their cars pointed and mumbled to each other.

Chase’s guards approached us and stirred behind him, probably unsure of what to do next. He remained kneeling on the ground.

Wind rushed through his hair, leaving his usually perfect midnight waves in disarray.

His cologne floated my way and against all rationality I breathed him in and reveled in his smell.

“Get up, Chase.”

“Give me one month?”

I thought about how horrible I’d been feeling before Chase arrived at the police station and how he simply swooped in and saved the day.

He said he was drunk that night, but should I excuse him?

I twisted my lucky copper ring. Benny had bought it for me the day he picked me up from my house and decided I would move in with him and Vivian. I remember that moment like it had just happened. I was so nervous that living with Vivian and Benny would be a bad decision and a tiny bit suspicious of why Benny would want to take care of me in the first place.

But it all worked out in the end. All of my nervousness was for nothing. Could loving Chase have the same outcome? Will I laugh at myself a year later in his arrangement, thinking it was dumb to hesitate? Maybe.

“Okay,” I said. “One month.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes.”

“And you’ll let me fix any problem?”

“Yes. Now get up.”

Chase jumped back to his feet. “We have to celebrate. Too much has happened. Let’s go off somewhere and just spend some time getting to know each other.”

I gazed at the police station. “What do you mean?”

“I have a great idea for a trip.” He moved toward the limo door and opened it for me. “When I learned your name three months ago I searched you on the Internet.”

I reluctantly climbed into the limo. Benny expected my return, but I couldn’t go back in the police station as Chase’s girlfriend when I’d already claimed we weren’t going to be together.

“I found your Twitter name and started following you.”

“Oh god.” I hid my face with my hands. “Have you been following me the whole time?”

“Yes. And you’re hilarious. I loved the tweet about my fingers.” He shut the door behind him. “But last month you tweeted your bucket list.”

“Okay?”

Where is this going?

“I wrote them down, but my favorite one besides ‘hump Tom Cruise’s leg’ was when you said you wanted to bike around Paris, sampling food in gourmet specialty shops.”

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