“Well, yes. Then there’s no blurred lines or conflicts of interest. But only if you want to,” he added quickly. “I just thought . . . maybe . . .” He let out a laugh that became a sigh. “I want to keep seeing you. And if the professional thing is going to mess with the personal thing, I’d rather it didn’t. If we had a choice, I’d rather choose the personal.” Oh my god. “I want to keep seeing you too,” I whispered, my heart in my throat. I put my free hand to my chest. “I thought you were going to tell me you didn’t want to see me anymore.” He grinned. “I thought you were going to say that.” I
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