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Would she ever meet someone who made her feel the way Jake did?
She stood, leaning on the railing, gazing at the city she loved.
The lights of Manhattan sparkled like a thousand stars against a midnight sky, and now, finally, as the last of the guests made their way to the elevators she allowed herself a moment to enjoy it.
“Time to relax and celebrate I think.” Jake’s voice came from behind her and she turned to find him holding two glasses of champagne. He handed her one. “To Urban Genie.”
“I don’t drink while I’m working.” And while Jake was present, this was definitely still work.
She knew better than to lower her guard a second time.
“The guests have gone. You’re no longer working. Your job is done.”
“I’m not off duty until the clear-up has finished.” And then tomorrow was the follow-up, the post mortem. Discussions on what they could have done differently. They’d unpick every part of the event and put it back together again. By the time they finished they’d have found every weak spot and strengthened it.
“I don’t think one glass of champagne is going to impair your ability to supervise that. Congratulations.” He tapped his glass against hers. “Spectacular. Any new business leads?”
“Plenty. First up is a baby shower next week. Not much time to prepare, but it’s a good event.”
He winced. “A baby shower is good?”
“Yes, partly because the woman throwing it for her pregnant colleague is CEO of a fashion importer. But all business is good.”
“Chase Adams is impressed. By tomorrow, word will get around that Urban Genie is the best event concierge company in Manhattan. Prepare to be busy.”
“I’m prepared.”
His praise warmed her. Her heart lifted.
He stood next to her and the brush of his sleeve against her bare arm made her shiver.
His gaze collided briefly with hers, and she thought she saw a blaze of heat, but then he looked away and she did, too, her face burning.
She was doing it again. Imagining things.
And it had to stop.
It had to stop right now.
No more embarrassing herself. No more embarrassing him.
She turned her head to look at him but he was staring straight forward, his handsome face blank of expression.
“Thank you,” she said.
“For what?”
“For asking us to do this. For giving us free rein and no budget constraints. For trusting us. For inviting influential people and decision makers. For making Urban Genie happen.” She realized how much she owed him. “I hate accepting help—”
“I know, but that isn’t what happened here. You did it yourself, Paige.”
“But I wouldn’t have been able to do it without you. I’m grateful. If you hadn’t suggested it, pushed me that night on the terrace, I wouldn’t have done it.” She breathed. Now was as good a time as any to say everything that needed to be said. And if she said it aloud, maybe it would help both of them. “There’s something else—” She saw him tense and felt a flash of guilt that he felt the need to be defensive around her. Definitely time to clear the air. “I owe you an apology.”
“For what?”
