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Оглавление“So, what are you doing here?”
“I work here,” Vance said, one corner of his mouth lifting.
Brilliant, Charlie. Just brilliant. “Yes, but you usually don’t come to the auctions.”
He shrugged. “I wanted to see you.”
“You see me every day.” Nerves plucked at her insides and Charlie fought to keep from showing them.
“Yeah, but this way’s different,” he said. “We’re not in the office. We’re more like … friends.”
She laughed and took a sip of her water. “Friends?”
“Something wrong with that?”
Oh, if he only knew. They weren’t friends. Friends didn’t make friends feel all hot and flustered and nervous. Friends didn’t inspire dreams that had her waking up in the middle of the night reaching out for him. And friends most certainly didn’t spy on each other—or have the power to fire each other, for that matter.
“I guess not,” she said, because she could hardly repeat everything that had just raced through her mind.
“Good. Because I’d like to take my ‘friend’ out to dinner tonight.”
“What?”
