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It hit her then. Not like a ton of bricks, not a like a slap in the face, not like a cold shower.

This was a soft awareness, like picking up a sleeping kitten and cuddling it close.

He liked her. More than a boss usually liked his employee.

He liked her. Those mixed signals weren’t all just self-preservation.

He liked her. A lot.

The proof was there. But what did it mean?

Nothing, her head said.

Everything, her heart said.

It could be a silly infatuation, created by the time they’d been spending together. Something that would fade.

Or it could be the beginning of a feeling that went down like a rich red wine. Something that expanded and lingered.

One thing she did know—she wanted to find out.