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because Mr. Walker was clearly embarrassed and didn’t want anyone to know. But for goodness sake, how could I not share this with Reece?
    ***
    I hurried back to the office and prayed that Mr. Walker wasn’t there. My prayer was not answered. He was sitting on my desk, waiting for me.
    “There you are,” he said, a big grin on his face.
    “I came back as quickly as I could.”
    “You didn’t need to rush.”
    Twilight Zone, anyone?
    “Do you need my help with anything?” I was quite confused with whatever the hell was going on with Mr. Walker.
    “Nope, I’m good. I’m heading out for my lunch meeting in a few minutes and wanted to make sure you and Tom had carved out some time to discuss the manuscripts.”
    I swallowed and nodded. “He’s reading some now.”
    “Okay, good,” he said and walked back into his office.
    I was seriously beginning to think that Mr. Walker had bumped his head. What else could explain his odd behavior?
    I sat down in my chair, put my elbows on my desk and held my hands to my forehead. What in the world had I gotten myself into? Well, at least Mr. Walker hadn’t hit on me like my last boss. Quirky behavior, I could deal with. A boss who wants to sleep with me? That’s a deal breaker.
    “I hope you’re lost in thoughts about me.”
    When I looked up, Reece was staring at me, a grin on his face. He looked absolutely beautiful. I couldn’t help blushing.
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” he said, obviously taking note of my red cheeks.
    I ran my fingers through my hair and exhaled a quick breath. “It’s okay,” I said, my cheeks getting hotter. “Although I wasn’t thinking about you just then, you did cross my mind from time to time last night.”
    Now he was the one blushing. I had a sudden urge to jump him right then and there. For goodness’ sake, what in all hell was wrong with me?
    “Glad to hear it,” he said.
    “I assume you thought about me last night?” I asked, standing.
    He gave me a long stare. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you since the first day I met you.”
    I thought I was going to faint. Reece had utterly erased the day’s earlier odd events.
    “How much time do you have for lunch?” he asked.
    “About an hour or so. Your uncle has a lunch meeting today.”
    “Good, that means he’ll be gone for a while.”
    “Why? What do you have in mind?”
    “I was thinking that maybe we could have lunch at my apartment.”
    Butterflies invaded my stomach. His apartment? Was I ready for that? I wasn’t sure how I felt about the offer.
    “I made chicken salad,” he said, smiling. “But if you don’t like that, I can make you something else. I’m a pretty good cook.”
    “Um, yeah, I like chicken salad...”
    “If you’d rather go someplace else...” he said, noticing my discomfort.
    I threw my purse over my shoulder and said, “You know what?”
    “What?”
    “I’m suddenly craving chicken salad.”
    He laughed. “Okay, great, my place it is.”
    I hope I don’t regret this.
    ***
    W e pulled up to his apartment building on K Street. From the looks of it, it was a pretty new building; it had a very industrial, shiny look to it. It definitely didn’t look like any of the buildings in which I grew up.
    He stepped out of the car and went around to the other side to open the door for me.
    As I stepped out of the car, a man approached Reece.
    Reece handed him the keys to his car.
    “Valet parking?” I asked.
    “It’s included in the rent.”
    A doorman opened the building door for us.
    “He included in the rent as well?” I asked.
    Reece smiled and nodded. He then took my hand and led me to the elevators.
    “I apologize in advance. My place is a mess. I just moved in about a month ago. Before that, I was living with my mom for a while.”
    “So you wait until we’re here to tell me you’re a slob?” I asked.
    The elevator doors opened and we stepped inside.
    Laughing, he said, “I guess so. But, don’t