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"Doctor Anderson?" I echoed, still not buying it. "Why would she want me running the business deal?"
"Apparently, you left quite an impression," he said, one side of his mouth tugging up.
I hated that look. The dimple made him seem almost human and hotter. Like he needed any help in that department.
"I barely met her. We shook hands, and she slipped into your office," I said, skipping the part where she looked like touching me had ruined her day.
"Chloe is sharp. She can size up a room—or a person—in seconds." His voice softened. His eyes flicked sideways as a memory had slipped through.
Something scorched in my chest, sharp as acid.
Was she testing me, too? Was there something between them? Maybe that’s why he landed the deal. Did he love her?
Who cares. I sure don’t.
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