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If we had been alone without a flight attendant and Jenner in the back bedroom, my voice would have risen. I was doing everything in my goddamn power to keep it low, but the anger was certainly coming through.

“I’ve treated you like an employee these past couple of days. Have I mentioned what happened between us? No. Have I hauled you into my office to fuck you? No, I haven’t done that either. So, what actions are you talking about?”

“That’s the whole thing—you’ve done nothing. How do you think that makes me feel?”

I’d told her to give this time. When I’d asked if she could do that, she’d nodded.

Now, she was changing her opinion?

“Hannah, this isn’t easy—”

“You keep saying that.” She leaned forward in her seat, as though she were trying to get closer. “And you said to give this time.” When she paused, I swore she could see right into my thoughts. “But, Declan, why isn’t this easy? What the hell are you going to do with more time?” She moved the laptop to the seat next to her, her fre