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can I say?”

      “I’m really not that interesting.”

      “I disagree.”

      She sat straight and solemnly confessed. “I put stock in all the wrong things. It’s a thing with me.”

      He liked that she trusted him enough to share her weaknesses. “And I like complicated women. That’s my thing.”

      “Like Marisol?” she asked.

      Talk about territorial.

      “Not like Marisol. But wasn’t it good to go up against her tonight?”

      “So good!”

      She smiled. A dimple appeared in her left cheek and vanished. He’d never seen it before. The more he studied her, the more secrets there were to discover.

      “Do you think your client spent his nights this way?”

      “By the pool?”

      She nodded. “Talking.”

      “Not likely,” he said. “Did I mention he’s a dick?”

      “Then why fight so hard for him?”

      “That’s the business, Leila.”

      Just when he was sure she’d written him off as a heartless bastard, she surprised him with a question.

      “How does it feel to win?”

      “You’ll tell me someday.”

      To most people he was the golden boy, born under a lucky star. “Success follows you,” an old boss once told him. Only he knew the effort that he put into building his career, and the skill it required to make it seem effortless. Leila had drive. He had no doubt she’d turn her luck around.

      “Why are you single, Nick?”

      It seemed that all the earlier questions had been leading to this one.

      “Because I want to be.”

      Such was his nature. He was bloodless in negotiations and unsentimental with women, but to his mind, these were positives. He didn’t have a ton of emotional baggage to weigh him down. You only had so many years to fully dedicate to work, and he had no intention of wasting them. He’d seen friends, men and women alike, make the mistake of settling down early only to get bogged down with kids and family obligations. But Leila was a mistake he was very willing to make.

      “Have you ever had a broken heart?”

      There was real hunger and curiosity in her dark eyes.

      “When I was a kid I wanted a dog, but my dad is allergic. He got me fish instead.”

      She looked confused, but played along. “That’s not a fair tradeoff. Fish don’t fetch or wag their tails when you get home from school.”

      “Tell that to a marine biologist.”

      “I see,” she said. “So your dad got you fish and what? You met a girl who also had an aquarium?”

      “No. My dad got me fish and they died, surprisingly fast, even by fish standards.”

      “Did you kill them?”

      “I have a heart, Leila.”

      “What does it beat for?”

      Oh, babe...

      They locked eyes. She turned away.

      “Are you seriously telling me that your biggest heartache was having to flush away a few fish?”

      “I’m telling you that I learned very early that I was better off alone. I’m not sure I’m the better for it. Do you understand?”

      “More than you know.”

      “Who broke your heart?” he asked.

      “Ah!” She gave his question some thought. “My high school boyfriend stood me up for prom, and that was the end of it. I cried for one month straight. Lost ten pounds. Gained back twenty. I was a mess.”

      “You’re so pretty. Who would stand you up?”

      “There’s always someone prettier.”

      She was quiet for a while. Then she gracefully rolled onto her bare feet, stepped into her high heels and approached him. Her dress gathered at the waist with a knot. Untie the knot and there you had it.

      “I should get going,” she said.

      “I’ll walk you out.”

      “No, don’t.”

      He questioned her silently. She fell into a pile of excuses. “It’s late. You have to lock up. I can see myself out. I’ll see you in the morning. Okay?”

      It wasn’t okay. Was this how they were going to play it? Circling the well, careful not to fall in. He wasn’t cut out for the Romeo-Juliet thing. But he had to let her go. It was past midnight and his self-control was down to the barest of wires.

      He stood and faced her. “What did I tell you about worrying about my feelings?”

      She looked him in the eye. “It’s too late for that.”

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