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I can’t get over how incredible she looks. She doesn’t look like the head of a public relations committee; she looks like a model. She has been working out a lot lately, toning her body and watching her diet. She is still just as gorgeous as she ever was, with the curves and presentation to flaunt it. We complement each other well. I am a moderately tall brunette woman with brown eyes, and she is a short blonde woman with light green eyes.

Once our meals get to the table, we start dishing about work. I’m telling Lily about my new PR position at Tech Wreck and what all I’ve been doing for Aiden over the past week. She wants to know what it’s like working for a tech company.

I want to be cryptic with her and see if she can guess what the crazy stuff is that has been going on with me, but I don’t want to waste any time we have together to talk and catch up.

I bring up what happened the other night in the back of Aiden’s limo. After that, all questions about the inner workings of PR for a tech company go out the window. The whole rest of our lunch is devoted to me supplying every detail possible about my interactions with Aiden. She can’t get enough of the story.

By the time I’ve finished recapping everything I can to her, we’ve finished our meals and the waitress is getting our checks for us.

“That’s crazy,” Lily says after most is said and done.

“I have a feeling that it’s only going to get crazier from here,” I say.

“Do you think that what’s being said in the media about him is true at all?” Lily asks. “Sarah’s story seems a bit more compelling after you tell me what he’s just been up to with you!”

“I mean, who can know for absolute certainty? But I don’t believe that he sexually assaulted anyone. He says he’s innocent, and I believe him.”

“Youbelieve him, or your moist loins believe him?” Lily jabs.

“Don’t you remember Sarah Blackburn from college?” I ask. “We had some classes with her. Short, really skinny, slept with nearly every professor on campus.”

“Oh,” Lily says with realization. “I think I remember her. She’s the one that stole Josh from me!”

Josh was a teacher’s assistant for one of our professors in our freshman year, and he was someone that Lily highly fancied.

“That’swho’s accusing this guy of all that shit?” Lily asks. “Oh,God. I bet you she’s doing all that shit on purpose to get back at him for something. She got Thornback fired! He taught for over thirty years.”

“Yeah, she’s got quite a rap sheet,” I say. “Whether it’s true or not, though, it’s almost irrelevant. I’ve been hired to do a job, and I’m going to do it well.”

“Kate, be careful with this boss of yours,” Lily warns. “His name is Aiden?”

“Aiden Marx,” I say dreamily.

“Yeah, listen,” she says. “Even if Aiden Marx is an okay guy, and even if he didn’t rape Sarah Blackburn, what he’s doing with you is really uncool. And if the rumors about himaretrue, you can’t get too carried away, babe.”

“I know,” I say into my hands, frustrated. “It feels different with him, though. I don’t get carried away around guys, really. With him, I lose all sense of control and willpower. I get drunk on him whenever I get a taste.”

“Kate—”

“Butit was only a one-time thing with Aiden,” I attempt saying convincingly. “Besides, we were drunk and horny. I just won’t get myself in that sort of situation with him. It won’t happen again.”

“I wish I could believe that,” Lily says. “Something tells me you two will be seeing each other again outside of workrealsoon.”

Then, suddenly and impossibly, Aiden appears in the diner with Adam, walking right in through the front door looking just as handsome and inviting as ever.

“Get the fuck out of here,” I mutter, frozen in shock at what I am seeing.

Lily looks over toward Aiden and Adam. “Kate, those guys are cute, but there are easier ways to convey your interest without staring like a maniac.”

“What is he doing here at a diner?” I wonder aloud.

“Do youknowone of those guys?” Lily asks.

Aiden and Adam are being escorted to a booth on the opposite end of the diner. He is scanning around the restaurant. I’m unsure if there is someone or something in particular he is looking for.

Then, just as he takes his seat, our eyes meet. Right at the moment we spot each other, I turn back into a nervous college freshman and look away from him.

“You won’t believe it.” I laugh. “The tall one with blue eyes, that’s Aiden.”