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Flutters shot through my body when the door swung open, and Jenner’s deliciously handsome face came into view. He closed it behind him, and I heard the sound of the lock.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, standing from my desk, rushing to the front of it, where he met me, my arms instantly going around his neck.

He cupped my cheeks, holding me steady. “I’ve missed you.”

The feeling was so mutual that I could weep. “You have no idea how much. I know we talked last night and this morning, but today has been hell without you.”

A devilish grin grew across his beautiful mouth. “I drank so much at Dominick’s. I don’t remember a thing I said to you.”

“You just kept apologizing that this happened.” My body aligned with his as I held his back, gripping his suit jacket, so plush and firm in my hands. “And you told me how much you love me—several times.”

“At least you know I’m an honest drunk.”

I took a deep breath. “How did it go with Dad?”

Without saying a word, he leaned down and kissed me.