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surprised to see her in the car waiting for me. I shouldn’t have been so taken by her, but she’d become an all-consuming need. I tempted danger inviting her home, however, I told myself I was only saving my reputation. If she had stayed at the hottest cafe and nightclub in DC and continued to drink eventually she’d be seen drunk. Since I fully intended on hiring her as my personal assistant, it wouldn’t bode well for me
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