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you have probably figured out yourself, but I just want to clear the air

between us.”

Aaron’s jaw clamped.

“Our deal is off. It was stupid, and now, it makes even less sense than it

did. So, it’s not a big deal. I helped you out on Saturday, but you don’t owe

me anything. Consider it payback for giving me a hand with the organization

of Open Day, okay? We are even.”

I had expected to feel a big weight lift off my shoulders, but that was not

what happened. Instead, it was as if my words had sunk me further down into

the ground.

“We are even?” Aaron asked, his hands lifting from the oak surface and

then falling right back again. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that you don’t owe me,” I said with a shrug. Fully aware of the

fact that I was repeating myself. “You can forget about all this nonsense.”

His eyes filled with a dangerous mix of confusion and frustration.

“I think I’m being pretty clear, Aaron. You don’t have to go through with

your end of the deal. No flying to Spain, no wedding nonsense and

pretending to be my boyfriend. No playing charades with me. That won’t be

necessary.”

“Your boyfriend?” he asked very slowly.

Ah shit. I hadn’t used the word boyfriend the first time, had I?

“My date, whatever.”

“Have you found someone else? Is that what this is?”

I shot him a look. Was he for real right now? “No, that’s not it. Not at

all.”

A muscle in his jaw jumped. “Then, I’ll come with you.”

Exhaling roughly, I fought to keep the irritation off my face. Why was he

always so goddamn difficult? “You don’t have to anymore.”

“But I told you I would, Catalina. It doesn’t matter that you think that we

are even or not.” His voice was so sure, the way he said it so confident that it

was hard not to doubt my decision. “Saturday doesn’t change anything.”

“But it does,” I told him a little too briskly. Aaron opened his mouth, but

I didn’t give him an in to talk. “And your promotion does too, Aaron. You

will be my boss. My supervisor. Head of our division. We shouldn’t even be

entertaining the idea of you coming to a wedding with me that takes place

somewhere all the way across the ocean. The things people would say if they

found out. I won’t allow myself to be questioned—” I stopped myself,

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