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“I did.” Ingrid shifted her hips and jutted her chin. “But we worked better together on the project. I’m sure you understand, Nadia—”

“I don’t,” Paul interrupted her.

“Can we at least talk alone?” she asked as her gaze flicked my way.

Paul frowned. “We don’t have time, and I’m spending the ride back alone with Nadia. You can fly with us back to New York, but I’m not returning to the project when I get there.”

“But it came together better with you on it.…” She waited, but Paul stood stoically next to me. Her face fell. “Okay, I know you’re busy with your legal case…I’ll still take the ride back to New York, though. I can get things I need there and leave you with a list of ideas?”

Paul blew out his breath. “Okay.”

She beamed at him. “Thanks.”

“What about Bobby?” I asked.

She squinted and stretched her lips into a broad smile. “He’s coming later.”

“Oh, I see,” I mumbled.I thought you didn’t leave your dog behind.

“All right. Come fly home with us, but you know this is insane.” Paul’s tone held a hint of amusement.

“I’ve done worse.” She snickered, and they laughed.

Ingrid was careful not to push Paul. But why show up at the airport in the South of France? To stay present in his life.

Paul kissed my cheek. “Let’s go, Nadia.”

We headed onto the plane, with Ingrid following behind.

When the seatbelt light went out, Paul motioned for me to follow him back to the private room. I walked down the aisle, passing Ingrid and spared a glimpse her way. From her pouty expression, things hadn’t gone as expected. Paul was straightforward with her about our relationship, but she didn’t seem to care. She’s obviously anxious he left Germany to be with me. My suspicions may be unfounded, but that was another worry for another day.

Once in the suite, Paul was already on the bed, propped up on pillows with his iPad. “I didn’t know Ingrid would be at the airport.” His tone had a twinge of annoyance.

I removed my suit jacket and shoes. “It’s fine, Paul. We were going to New York, anyway. Right?” I stretched out on my back beside him.

“Yes. Ingrid means no harm. It’s a new project about her family, and she wants to get it right.”

“Okay.” I tugged my hair clip out and shook my hair.

He grinned. “No fighting?”

“No. I trust you, and you trust me. Just like when you saw Hayden talking to me.”

“Yes, I hadn’t expected it.” His tone was even, but there was tension in his jaw.

I shrugged. “Ben was there.”

“He was. But was there more between the two of you?”His tone was calm.

I smiled at his interest. Maybe it was because he gave me the freedom to choose, which Xander was sure Paul meant he consented to sex with another man. Something I never wanted to do.

“Not really. We talked, and I found out we have a similar upbringing. He also dresses women with my body type.”

“Hayden’s interested.”

“No, just a very mild flirtation. That’s it.”

“I think it was more than mild,” Paul huffed. “He was downright hostile. Were you attracted to him?”

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