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The minutes now dwindling down to the end of her internship.

Once we reached that final hour, I watched her get up from her desk and come into my doorway. One arm raised high as she held on to the frame, the other at her side, clutching a notebook and pen. She’d removed her suit jacket, and her tank was tucked into her skirt, revealing the slimness of her waist and the definition in her arms.

“What can I do for you, Miss Dalton?”

The greeting made her smile.

Fuck, that sight was so gorgeous.

“I just wanted you to know that I gave all my passwords to your assistant in case she needs to access my email or the files I saved, and she knows she can always call me if she can’t find something.”

“You’re really leaving us …”

At the beginning, I’d fucking dreamed of this day. But as the weeks had passed, having Hannah here had turned out to be something better than I’d imagined. Since there was an us, even if things were slightly rocky at the moment, having her on my team probably wasn’t the be