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first, but he was dressed in a nice-looking suit. He hugged the girl and I felt my guts twisting inside me.
    She had a boyfriend…
    I might not have much of a moral compass anymore, but even I wasn’t going to stoop as low to poach someone else’s woman.
    I watched the two of them talking and my heart sank further. He crossed to a table and pulled out a laptop. He popped it open and turned the screen for her to see. She took the keyboard and started furiously typing. Her eyebrows wrinkled as she stared at the screen and an overwhelming rush of affection hit me like a hammer. I wanted to smooth my fingers over her brow and up into her hair until she was putty in my hands, relaxed, and at ease.
    Preferably, she would also be naked.
    I shoved the fantasy out of my head and continued to watch. People were passing me on the street but I didn’t budge.
    She had finished whatever she was doing on the laptop and pushed it back to the man. He smiled and I caught a good look at his face.
    Wait a second…
    I knew him. I’d just seen him at Spotlight.
    It was Bryce…something…Bryce Sherman.
    Rita had introduced us when he popped into our meeting to ask her a question.
    I smiled to myself, a plan quickly formulating in my mind. I noted the coffee shop name, The Bean, before giving the girl one more long, lingering look as she flitted away to another table. I tore myself away and went back to my car.
     
     
    I raced back to Brighton Enterprises and paced around my office, my thoughts brewing.
    I waited another thirty minutes and then called Kimberly into my office. She stepped in, tentatively.
    “Kimberly, can you get me a Bryce Sherman on the phone? He’s an exec at Spotlight.”
    “Sure thing,” she said. She left and went back to her desk and moments later, the line on my phone was blinking and I knew she had tracked him down.
    I picked up the receiver, my heart racing.
    “Hello, Bryce, this is Cooper Brighton,” I said.
    “Um, hello, Mr. Brighton,” he stuttered.
    “Listen, I saw you at The Bean earlier today and…” my voice trailed off. There was no way around it; my next question was going to sound odd, no matter how I phrased it. “Can you tell me who the girl is that was with you? I think she works there. Black hair, fair skin…”
    Gorgeous ass, perfect tits, and full lips…I finished her description to myself, recalling her best features.
    “Oh, you mean Allie?”
    Allie? Yes…I turned the name over in my head, matching it with my visual of her.
    It was perfect.
    “Well, actually, Allison. Yeah, she’s a barista at The Bean.”
    “Is that how you know her?” I asked, not bothering to apologize for my invasive questioning.
    “Yeah, I go there just about every day. She’s been helping me with my glitched-out computer. She’s a bit of a computer genius. I don’t know what the hell she’s doing working in that coffee shop. She’s smart as a whip—” Bryce seemed to realize he was rambling and stopped short. “Do you know her?”
    “A computer whiz, huh?”
    “Yeah. My computer got a virus a few weeks ago and I just mentioned it to her and she said she could fix it for me.”
    “Is she single?” I asked.
    Bryce hesitated. I knew he would cave and answer me, so I stayed silent, letting him talk himself into it. I was the client that kept his company afloat. He wouldn’t refuse me such idle information.
    “Yeah, she just got out a really bad situation. A real asshole did her in.”
    A flicker of white-hot anger curled up in the pit of my stomach. If it was even possible, I wanted her even more.
    “Thank you, Bryce. You’ve been very helpful.”
    “Umm…sure. Anytime, Mr. Brighton.”
    I nodded and clicked off the call.
    Allison …she didn’t know it yet, but I was going to find a way to make her mine.
     
    The End
     
     
     
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