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He definitely couldn’t hire her. She was way too pretty. Pretty enough to be an actress and definitely too pretty to be a nanny.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Did I say we’d sleep together? You’re projecting. No, I’m saying we must appear to.”

Was he judging her? Was she supposed to grieve longer and be too broken to return to where her husband had been killed doing his job?

“I take advantage of every opportunity. You know that.”

Her tone exactly reflected his feelings, as though she’d opened the curtain and stepped inside the narrow space where he stored his soul.

“I don’t hate you. I hate myself for thinking I was different.”

“I want you, Natalie. Not after five o’clock. Now.”

“I don’t need a job. I have a blog.”

“You think tricking me into standing on a stage to have women bid on me like a stud bull is funny?”