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“A few hours till dinner? You must be home earlier than usual then.”

She meant for the comment to be teasing. Evidently, Grant wasn’t the workaholic she’d assumed he was if he ended his office hours early enough to have some relaxation time before dinner. The realization heartened her. Maybe he did have something in common with his twin.

But Grant didn’t take the comment as teasing. “Yeah, I am, actually,” he said matter-of-factly. “But there wasn’t anything at the office I couldn’t bring home with me, and I thought maybe you—and Hank, too, for that matter—I thought both of you, actually, might … um …”

Somehow, she knew he’d intended to end the sentence with the words need me, but decided at the last minute to say something else instead. Something else that clearly hadn’t yet formed in his brain, though, because no other words came out of his mouth to help the thought along.

But Clara had trouble figuring out what to say next, too, mostly because she was too busy drowning in the deep blue depths of Grant’s eyes to be able to recognize much of anything else.

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A CEO in Her Stocking is part of the Accidental Heirs duet: First they find their fortunes, then they find love