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to go get some rest.”
     
    Nicole shrugged, moving towards her seat and turning to face him. “I did. Then I woke up and couldn’t take the silence, so I came here.”
     
    Bahir’s grin was rueful. “I’ve rubbed off on you,” he said, and she grinned back at him.
     
    “Not true. I was a worker bee long before I spilled coffee on you that day. A good lawyer knows how to put in the time.”
     
    “But not the amount I make you do. Every person who came before you sat in that chair across from me and cursed my name to the high heavens, but you’re still here. Don’t you think there’s a part of you that thrives on the thrill of business, just like I do?”
     
    “There’s a part of me that likes the way my bank account has gone up,” she replied, but Bahir didn’t back down.
     
    “It’s more than that. No one is crazy enough to put up with me, but you do. And here you are working into the night, even when I’m not here to ask for anything. You’re doing it on your own.”
     
    Nicole didn’t have the heart to tell him that in that moment she was really just emailing her brother. After all, she had come to the office with the intention of working, hadn’t she?
     
    “What are you doing tomorrow?” Bahir asked, his eyes suddenly bright.
     
    “Whatever you tell me I’m doing, as usual,” Nicole replied, and Bahir laughed.
     
    “Well, what if I invited you to come with me to a little fishing village, outside of the city?”
     
    Nicole continued to look at him, unsure what he was asking.
     
    “Is there some kind of deal you want to make out there?” she asked hesitantly, certain that this excursion must have to do with business.
     
    Bahir laughed. “In a way, yes. You see, I have a deal with myself to give you a well-deserved break so that you can enjoy this country for a little while. What do you think?”
     
    “You’re asking me if I want my first break in six months? But what about your visa?”
     
    Bahir only shrugged. “They told me I have to wait at least two days to hear back, if not more. There is nothing to be done, and I’ve already rescheduled the contract signing.”
     
    “You rescheduled it?” she asked, incredulous.
     
    Bahir raised one haughty eyebrow. He could be so imperial when he wanted to be.
     
    “What, you think I’m incapable of managing my own schedule? You’re forgetting that there were several gaps between my assistants before you came along. I had to fend for myself many times.”
     
    “You poor thing, however did you survive?” she asked, her voice laced with sarcasm.
     
    Bahir smirked. “Just say you’ll come with me, please?”
     
    “Is that an order?” she asked, challenging him.
     
    He leaned in ever so slightly, and Nicole fought the urge to lean back. He was too enticing sometimes, and the last thing she needed was to ruin this opportunity for herself and, possibly, her brother.
     
    “Consider it a request,” he said, his gaze an open invitation.
     
    Not sure what he was playing at, Nicole decided to jump in. After all, when was the last time she had taken a break, besides sleeping?
     
    “I’d be delighted,” she said.
     
    Bahir grinned from ear to ear. “Great. Let’s take this terrible turn of circumstances and make it into something wonderful. I’ll come grab you in the car tomorrow morning. Be ready by eight sharp.”
     
    “I will,” she said, her stomach fluttering at the chance to do something fun. What an unexpected surprise!
     
    Rising, she leaned down and clicked out of her email, telling herself she would write to her brother another time, before turning off the computer.
     
    Bahir escorted her back out of the building, and, to her surprise, walked her to her apartment. They strolled in amiable silence, which was strange, because they both hated silence.
     
    When they reached the door, the doorman bowed to them both and held the heavy glass open, waiting for Nicole to step inside. She shivered again. Bahir