Chapter 35
Dinner was over.
Julian walked out looking all put-together — eyes sharp, steps steady. But the moment he handed over his room card to settle the bill, everyone around could tell... the boss was totally smashed.
Tessa wasn’t nearly as tipsy as last night. She scampered over and tugged on his sleeve. “Wanna come to my place? I’ve got that wine you like.”
“No.”
Julian shot her down without hesitation.
He tripped a bit over an uneven patch on the hallway carpet. Before Claire and Michael could react, Tessa had already rushed ahead, arms open, ready to catch him...
But just in time, Julian’s hand shot back.
Next thing Claire knew, she was yanked forward like a freaking slingshot. She flew right into Tessa’s arms... almost kissed her on the lips.
Claire froze. “...”
Is he for real?
Did she look like a crash cushion to him?
Tessa was fuming. So he’d rather toss his secretary at her than fall into her arms himself?
The second they stepped out of the restaurant, she stormed off.
Claire didn’t

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