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“I don’t want to ruin your plans.”

“You’re not ruining my plans. You get some rest and have a nice breakfast in the morning before my driver picks you up, and you’re on your way. It’s like we’ve never met.”

He gives me a smile, and I wag my finger at him.

“It was my idea to keep it a secret.”

“You’ll get all the credit for it.”

I think about it for a moment.

As tempted as I am to spend the night here, it would be much better to go home, have a shower, and rest in my bed.

Waking up in his bed might give me a headache in the morning.

“It’s better if I leave.”

“Fine. No problem.”

He pulls away from me and shows me to the door.

I walk a bit unsteadily, glancing at him from time to time before wereach the door.

He has his hand on the doorknob when I stop and look at him.

“Why do you have a reputation for being a cold man?”

His surprise is beautifully camouflaged by a knowing smile.

“Cold?”

“Yes.”

“Did you get that from Rain’s book?”

“It’s not only in her book. People talk.”

Breathing a soft chuckle, he shakes his head.

His gaze trails down.

“You’re going to get me in a lot of trouble, Elizabeth Fox,” he says before whipping his eyes to me.

“Tell me,” I insist while he pushes back a grin.

“Would you really like to know how cold I am?”

Even as inebriated as I am, I can still notice what a pivotal moment this is.

Can I blame a bad decision on alcohol?

You bet.

Is he a bad decision waiting to happen?

Absolutely.

There is no doubt in my mind he and I will ruin something.

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