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annoying, and now, he was … right freaking here. Being extra difficult.
“I have something we can use.” Aaron’s fingers flew over the pad of his
laptop as he looked for the document I guessed he was referring to. “Before
leaving my former employer, they had me put together a list. A manual of
sorts. It should be somewhere here. Hold on.”
Aaron kept typing and clicking as I grew more and more irritated by the
second. With myself, with him. With just … everything.
“Aaron,” I said as a PDF document finally blinked open on his screen. I
softened my voice, thinking maybe being as nice as I could ever be when it
came to him was the way to go about this. “It’s late, and you don’t have to do
this. You have already pointed me in the right direction. Now, you can go.” I
pointed at the door. “Thank you.”
The fingers I was still watching gracefully tapped on the keys one more
time. “It includes a little bit of everything—workshop examples, key
concepts for activities and group dynamics, and even objectives that should
be kept in mind. We can go through it.”
We. That word again.
“I can do this on my own, Blackford.”
“I can help.”
“You might be able to, but you don’t have to. I have no idea why you
have this impulse to fly in with your red cape like a nerdy Clark Kent and
save the day, but no, thanks. You might look a little like him, but I’m not a
damsel in distress.”
The worst part was that I actually needed the help. What I had trouble
accepting was that Aaron was the one willing to provide it.
He straightened to his full length. “A nerdy Clark Kent?” His brows
furrowed. “Is that supposed to be a compliment?”
My mouth snapped closed.
“No.” I rolled my eyes even though he might have been a little right.
He sort of looked like the man behind Superman’s secret identity. Not the
one with the cape, the one who wore a suit, had a nine-to-five job, and was
kind of … hot for a guy working in an office. Not that I’d ever admit that out
loud. Not even to Rosie.
Aaron studied my face for a couple of seconds.
“I think I’m going to take it as a compliment,” he said as one of the
corners of his lips bent up just the tiniest little bit.
Smug Clark Kent look-alike.