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Including her boss. He was sitting in his black leather chair at the huge glass-topped table that served as his desk, in front of a wall that was also a window. Beyond lay Las Vegas, the magical, impossible city in the desert.

But it wasn’t Las Vegas Celia was staring at.

It was Aaron Bravo.

All of him, every last detail, was suddenly achingly clear.

Tall. Broad-shouldered. Lean. That face, with a cleft in the strong chin. His gorgeous designer suit.

In that frozen moment, as his image seared itself into her brain, it hit Celia….

She loved her boss!