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Alison stared at the computer screen, too angry to think straight let alone work. Harker was being a colossal jerk. There was no reason for him to keep that addendum in the contract unless he wanted to have an affair. No, not an affair because none of this was real—not their marriage, not their relationship and not even the way she felt for him. It was all pretend. She just had to convince her heart about that.
Mac strolled into the room, dropping his backpack on the floor by his desk.
“You’re early.” It wasn’t even lunchtime yet.
“Yeah, one of my professors is sick.” His brow wrinkled. “You having a problem with the code?”
She almost said yes. That would’ve been the easy answer except it wouldn’t work with Mac. He’d offer to help. “No.”
“Oh.” He looked at her oddly, as if
