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Hayden and I’s hands disconnect as we stare at Tiffany hanging off his father and my boss’ arm. This situation has turned out to be the worst for the both of us.
“Hayden, we need to talk. Now.”
He nods, sneaking away with me up to the second floor. His hand makes contact with my right hip as we look for a room far enough from the main foyer to talk. We enter Levi’ bedroom and shut the door tightly behind us.
“Oooh my god…” Hayden whispers, “this is not happening.”
“Hayden!” I scold him, “Why didn't you tell me your father was the CEO?!”
“I’m sorry,” he whispers back to me, “I wasn’t expecting any of this to happen! I didn’t want to tell you--”
“Why not?!”
“The same reason why you didn’t tell me about your dad.”
My breath hitches as he grips my crossed arms,
“Baby, I didn’t
