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on Tuesday evening, he appeared in her doorway. Annie had left for the night, and there’d been no gatekeeper to stop him from barging into her office.
    “What are you doing here? I told you I was busy.” Surreptitiously, Casey glanced into her computer monitor, which she’d shut down, hoping to catch her reflection and praying her lipstick was still on. She tugged the clip out of her hair and shook her hair free.
    “I know, but you’re still going to eat dinner. I’ll join you for that.” He stepped farther into her office, looking way too good in a dark suit and with his sunglasses perched on top of his head.
    “What if I’m eating a candy bar at my desk?” Which never happened. Her therapist advised her to mark each meal as if it were important. No inhaling food over a keyboard.
    He whipped a Snickers from his breast pocket. “On it.”
    She couldn’t resist a grin, and in that instant, she changed her plans. “You’re in luck. My schedule opened up and I can grab a fast dinner with you.” She’d call her mother after dinner to check in.
    He didn’t answer, but smiled and pointed to the doorway. “I’ll give you a few minutes to wrap up and shut down the office.” She watched his rather fine backside exit her office and appreciated that he was bossy enough to show up at her office despite being told no, but respectful enough of her career to give her space to finish her work. Sam Cooper was a good man. He’d make a good partner to a lucky woman someday.
    She frowned at the thought as she mindlessly cleaned up her desk for the night. Why should it bother her that Sam would eventually get married? Because he was hers . The thought popped unbidden into her mind.
    It was ridiculous. Sam wasn’t hers. They’d never dated. It wasn’t as if they were old high school sweethearts who had one last act to complete. Yet since the first day of ninth grade, Casey had known that Sam Cooper liked her. If she’d given him the slightest bit of encouragement, she could have had him. He’d made it clear he had a crush on her all four years of high school. She’d chosen to ignore and belittle him instead. He’d taken everything she’d dished out. He’d proven repeatedly that he was not a man like her father was—a man who left when things weren’t pretty.
    Occasionally when she’d gone too far or said something truly nasty to Sam, she’d find one of his frequent emails or typed notes in her locker. They never chastised her. They simply said things like, “Bad day?”
    It had almost been pathetic, and yet it had been heroic too. He was like her personal Clark Kent, always in the shadows, there if she needed him—like when he’d tried to make sure she had a safe ride home from the homecoming dance when Ben Jonas had turned out to be an asshole.
    When she and Sam had ended up at the same state university, she’d expected the pattern to continue, but instead Sam had disappeared from her life. No notes, no small smiles across the cafeteria. Nothing. He ditched her after high school, and she realized now she’d come to take him for granted. Why else would she have kept all his notes throughout the years?
    It had been a dull ache during college that she no longer held him in thrall. How dare he go and date other girls and stop chasing her? Now, all these years later, he was back chasing her, and for the first time, she might be ready to be caught.
    Casey swiped on some lipstick, ran a brush through her hair, then closed her office door behind her as she went in search of Sam. She found him a few feet from her office examining the framed black-and-white photos depicting Montgomery Prep throughout history.
    He turned and smiled as she approached. “Hey. You ready?”
    She nodded and paused by the photographs. “It seems forever ago, doesn’t it?” she asked, referring to the past when they were students here.
    “Forever, and yet I remember it like it all happened yesterday. How is it possibly our ten-year