The bell rings when I open the door and I smile because I can’t wait to see her, but when I look, she’s not behind the desk. “Just a minute,” she calls. I approach the desk, still unable to stop smiling because I can’t wait to see her reaction. I’m hoping she’ll be as excited as I am. It’s not like we’re dating, but we’re definitely flirting. “So sorry.” She comes out from the back office but doesn’t look up right away. “Can I help you?” She lifts her head, and her stunning hazel eyes are red rimmed and her cheeks stained from tears. “Mandi?” I drop my suitcase and round the reception area.
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