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can do this. I believe in you. I believe in
us.”
    Jared’s eyes darkened a bit, and he
reached over the console to grab my hand. The muscles under his
jaws twitched, and his fingers tensed as they intertwined with
mine. “I definitely like the new attitude.”

Chapter Six
    Answer
     
    Titan’s tall, block-and-mortar façade
loomed over Fleet Rink. Summer was just a few weeks away, and the
rink had been transformed from its usual icy amusement to a popular
hangout for local rollerbladers. Jared parked in his usual spot,
kissing my lips before I stepped out onto the sidewalk and to the
front entrance of the lobby.
    I paused, the first few steps without
Jared felt strange. Except for the few hours I spent getting ready
for the wedding, Jared and I had been side by side every day for a
week. An unsettling feeling came over me, as if I’d forgotten my
cell phone or locked my keys inside the car.
    I pushed through the front door and
walked across the lobby, dismissing my unease. Jared remaining in
the car meant that everything was just fine. If he sensed even the
slightest bit of danger, he would be next to me.
    “ Get a grip, Nina,” I
whispered to myself. Inside the elevator, I pressed the button, and
took a deep, cleansing breath as the doors slid closed. When they
opened again, the relaxing breath proved to be futile.
    “ Well. Look what the cat
dragged in,” Sasha said. One hand on her hip, one hand holding a
short stack of papers, her long red curls set off her sharp
features. A mature person would admit that Sasha was beautiful—I,
however, had accepted long ago that Sasha brought out the stubborn,
angry child within.
    “ Oh, my. Did you get
yourself a perm while I was away? I guess the eighties are coming back.” I
brushed past her, deciding against shoving my shoulder into her
bony arm.
    “ Hot rollers. Grant has
made a point to mention the curls today, too.”
    “ Where is
Grant?”
    “ In his office. He waited
for half an hour in yours. You’re late.”
    “ I came straight from the
airport. Why are you still here?”
    Sasha shrugged. “I keep whatever hours
Grant keeps.”
    I rolled my eyes and held out my hand.
“Are those for me?”
    “ Yes,” she said, handing
them over. “I was about to make copies.”
    “ That won’t be necessary.
Thanks for staying, but you should head home.” I took the papers
and made my way to Grant’s office. His shoeless feet, in hideous
tan and green argyle socks, rested on his desk.
    “ There she is: Mrs.
Peanut.”
    “ Don’t start,” I said,
setting the documents on his desk. “I told you I would be right
over. Why did you send Sasha to make copies of these?”
    Grant covered his face with his hands.
“Sasha’s a sweet girl—to me—but she’s an overachiever. I’ve been
making up things for her to do.”
    I laughed once. “She wants the
assistant job. That’s why she’s been in your hair.”
    “ In my hair, in my office,
in my desk, in my face, in my way. She’s incorrigible. I honestly
don’t have enough for her to do. She refuses to help out in the
other departments and won’t leave until I do.”
    “ Grant. She’s an intern.
She shouldn’t refuse to do anything.”
    Grant thought about my comment for a
moment and then nodded. “That’s true. You can give her a new
assignment in the morning.”
    “ Oh, no. You’re not
pawning this off on me. Sasha is your problem.”
    Grant fell back against his chair. “I
don’t want to upset her, and you don’t seem to mind. I thought
you’d be happy to do it.”
    “ How has this company
lasted so long with such a weenie in charge?” I said, scanning the
document. “Are these…bullet points?”
    “ I had Sasha type it out.
I told her I didn’t want to forget anything.” I made a face, and
Grant shrugged. “I didn’t see her for an hour. She had trouble
perfecting the margins.”
    “ Grant, you know this
account inside out. You didn’t need to touch base with me. Just get
the damn