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they appear to have going on rears back into the forefront of my mind.
    Calmly i nhaling, I patiently ask, “What can I do for you, Caleb?”
                  “Hmm…many delightful things I’m sure beautiful, but for now I want to know if you’re free for dinner tonight?”
                  “Ah…I’m not so sure –” I began hesitantly.
                  “Strictly business purposes Gabby,” he says assertively, cutting me off.
    “There’s this new Vegan restaurant that opened last month in Hollywood. It is reported to have a wonderful ambiance and the food is literarily out of this world – according to my secretary, so I’m told. Vegan is the ‘IT’ cuisine at the moment and all the rage in LA so I was thinking they would be perfect to do the catering for the hotel opening gala. I know we discussed Japanese this morning but this hotel is very contemporary therefore I also want something contemporary for the opening, something that hasn’t been done to death already. I would appreciate a second opinion and as it will be you working on the menu… so as I said, it’s strictly business. Fantastic food and some amazing company, I’ll swing by and pick you up for an early dinner. What time do you finish work?”
                  Okay… from a work viewpoint that all makes sense, I guess, however typical arrogant alpha male - which of course reminds me a little too painfully of Aidan – I do note that Caleb didn’t bother to wait for my acceptance before asking what time I finish work.
    Another freaking bossy caveman - just what I need right now!
                  “Hmm… well as long as it is strictly business Mr. Norwood.”
                  “Of course,” drawls Caleb quickly, too quickly that makes me think I’ve just agreed to a night of trouble.
                  “Okay. I should be done here by five-thirty.”
                  “Excellent Gabby, but please as I’ve mentioned before, no formalities. It’s Caleb. I’ll meet you in the lobby at five-thirty,” he replies in a smug smooth tone.
                  Forty minutes later I’m dashing to catch the lift while quickly texting Mia to let her know I won’t be riding home with her due to working late. I should have called her but the last thing I wanted was to be subjected to Mia’s third degree about why I was working late or more specifically why working late entailed going out to dinner with Caleb Norwood.
                  The bell chimes signaling the car arrival as I distractedly send the text message absently walking into the elevator car.
                  “Gabriella,” murmurs a hauntingly beautiful and familiar voice. A voice that haunts my dreams nightly and a voice I heard only this morning.
                  Closing my eyes, I turn to face the elevator doors; deeply inhaling his distinctive alluring sent that permeates the small-enclosed space.
                  “Aidan,” I whisper softly, opening my eyes to see him gazing intently towards me. My new best friend Anger instantly deserts me as that painful twisting knot lurches in my stomach.
                  Breaking his gaze, I notice that we’re alone in the elevator car and reach out to press the button for the lobby floor praying silently for it’s speedy decent.
                  “Gabriella”, Aidan murmurs again, placing a warm hand on my shoulder.               Sparks of electricity course through my body from the simply contact, causing me to wince, stepping back and away from his scorching touch.
                  In response, he sighs loudly, his luminous green emerald eyes searching my face, for what I don’t know… but I can’t help but stare into those evocative eyes, that beautiful masculine face of his, transfixed as I watch his normally impassive expression run