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And I am. In all honesty, I was completely glad he hired me that night. Regardless of the events since, staying and seeing it out was the best thing I could have done.

I couldn’t control love. I knew this. But I can control how much of an impact it had on my life. I can control whether or not I choose to let it be my life. And that’s what I was doing. Instead of letting it spiral crazily inside me, instead of fighting it, I was embracing it.

I was giving George my all, and he was giving me his.

I looked out the window. “Um, this isn’t the way to my house.”

“I know. You’re staying with me tonight.”

“Demanding again, Mr. Stone?”

“Requirement, Miss McCartney.”

“You’re getting awfully requirement-happy lately. Are you aware of this?”

His eyes crashe

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