“I wanted to apologize. I’m worried I made a mistake, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.” He raises a brow. “Are you apologizing for spilling coffee all over my tie?” I narrow my eyes. “I’ve already apologized, even though it wasn’t just my fault. And I wouldn’t say coffee was ‘all over’ you. There was a barely visible speck on the edge of Neptune.” “Well, Neptune is very sensitive.” He sighs, and a fluttery feeling creeps into my belly. “You must be here to apologize for smashing my nose in the middle of a meeting, then.” He steeples his hands under his chin. That memory has
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