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it.
Who is this man who goes around, throwing winks and smiles at me?
My future boss—that’s who.
And wasn’t that reason enough to start thinking about having a one-onone
with that flutter in my chest? The fact that this whole thing was a charade
was reason enough already. But he’d soon be promoted to head of the
division—my division—and I had to remember that.
“Come on,” he said when I remained quiet. “I told you I’d put some food
in you, and I am a man of my word.”
Yes, he was. And I shouldn’t forget that either.
Aaron had promised he’d play the role of my boyfriend and that he’d do
it wonderfully. And so far, he’d done such an excellent job that he was
starting to convince even me that he was a different man from the one I had
known in New York.