“Dinner on Friday and Halloween next week? You don’t think you’ll get sick of me?” He tosses me a flirty smile. “Not likely.” After I figure out how to breathe again, I spend the next twenty minutes talking about the repairs I’ve watched Victoria do and the restoration we’re starting this afternoon. Once I get going, I completely forget that Alec basically just admitted he caught the same feelings I did. That’s how much I’m enjoying this work. But Alec is also a really good listener. He keeps asking questions. Real questions. Questions that make it obvious he’s paying attention and not just
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