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noted. “And may I ask, how old are you?”
    “Twenty,” she gulped, hoping that her young age wasn’t a mark against her. “But I’ll be twenty-one on November first. What about you?”
    The moment the question came out of her mouth, she regretted it. It was stupid and childish and she expected a lecture about disrespect, but she couldn’t stop herself. Even though he was guarded and decidedly dark, there was something about him that drew her in and just as much as he wanted to know about her, she wanted to know about him.
    Instead of anger, he let out a low laugh that was closer to a purr than a chuckle.
    “Older than twenty, that’s for sure,” he admitted, but offered little more than that. If Cadence had to guess, she’d say he was about thirty, but that did seem awfully young for someone to be running a legal firm. Especially a legal firm that had such high profile clients.
    It was the first time that she had seen him smile and there was something about it that tore down her guard. Even just the hint of a grin on his lips made her see that he wasn’t quite so intimidating, at least when he wasn’t trying to be, and suddenly a part of her wanted to get to know him better.
    “Now Cadence,” he said, his voice turning almost stern again. “I know I put a lot of pressure on you, promoting you like I did.”
    “Kind of,” she admitted without thinking. “But I can handle it,” she immediately assured him. She needed the money and didn’t want to risk the raise she was sure to get.
    “I know,” he agreed with a glint of something mischievous in his bright blue eyes. “There is definitely something very special about you. I’m very glad you’ve decided to join my firm.”
    “Me too,” Cadence said, and she did mean it. Her new boss may have been intimidating, but she couldn’t deny that she liked him. She was even a little attracted to him, but she knew that needed to be kept to herself.
    Despite knowing she needed to keep her mouth shut, something compelled her to speak. She almost found herself saying something incredibly stupid, but Ramona buzzed the office just as Cadence opened her mouth to speak.
    “Mr. Crane?” she said. “Your next appointment is here.”
    “Thank you, Ramona,” he answered as he leaned back on the desk and pressed the button on his phone.
    “Should I go?” Cadence asked as she squirmed in her seat.
    “Please,” Draven nodded.
    Quickly, Cadence rose from her chair and made for the door. She almost made it to the door before he called to her again.
    “Oh, and Miss Lowry,” he said.
    “Yes?” she answered.
    “I do so look forward to speaking with you again.”
    A hot blush crept over Cadence’s pale cheeks as she fled the office. Something about his voice and how he said those words sent a shiver down her spine in the best way possible. She barely even noticed that as she left, Jared Stark, a leading actor since the eighties, passed by her in the doorway.
    “Oh wow, was that...” she went to say to Ramona, but stopped herself.
    The executive secretary gave her a look that said, ‘What did I tell you earlier?’
    “Was that... how long I was in the office?” she recovered with and received an approving nod from Ramona in return for her efforts.
    “I had it covered,” Ramona smiled. “You did get a phone call though, reception put it through.”
    “Who called me?” Cadence asked, her brow furrowed.
    “Someone named Jane,” Ramona told her. “Asking to take you out for a late lunch for your first day.”
    Cadence didn’t want to come off as a slacker or a flake, but after the morning she’d had, she could use a break and a friend to listen. Still, she refused to ask for permission to go.
    “Go,” Ramona smiled. “I doubt any of the girls here are going to want to be your lunch time friend now that you’re Mr. Crane’s assistant.”
    “What about you?” Cadence asked, not wanting to be rude.
    “I’m used to eating alone at my desk,” Ramona