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“Yes. You’re…” I started.

“Ryan Jennings,” he jumped in. “Wow, you really do forget people fast. It’s not like it’s been ages since we last met.”

I let out a couple of dry laughs. “Seriously, what’s up with you? How come you’re suddenly showing up here for a job interview?”

Ryan ducked his head, those long, striking eyes glinting for a second before he said, “My family cut off my allowance, so I figured I’d earn some pocket money.”

The chubby HR manager was moved. “Aw, poor kid. Must be tough at home, huh? Ms. Murphy, I think he’s great. We still need a few porters, anyway. Let’s take him in.”

But I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. He looked all clean and polished, with this air of sophistication that set him apart.

Plus, the last time I ran into him in Shariport, he was dressed in some seriously expensive clothes. No way he was actually strapped for cash.

“No, he’s not cut out for this kind of tough work,” I shot him down right away. “Besides, you’re studying in Shaville, so why come all the way to Hachester for a summer gig?

“There are tons of jobs back home. Why make things harder for yourself? Doesn’t add up to me.”

Ryan blinked, caught off guard. But he quickly lowered his voice and said, “I just really like Hachester. I want to stay here for a couple of months. Victoria, come on, let me crash here for a bit, please.”

The HR manager burst out laughing. “Young man, she is married. Mind your distance.”

arms, fixing Ryan with a sharp, no–nonsense

me like a lost

actually see what the job involves?”

Don’t judge me by my looks. I’m stronger than I

sales, run errands, and the job description is pretty vague. Might be cleaning up, making coffee,

flinch. “I’m good with all

HR manager was already won over and chimed in, “Ms. Murphy, trust me,

life depended on it. “Honestly, I’ll do

feel confused. This young guy–no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t read him. His eyes looked so clear and innocent, but for some reason, I kept thinking

for a month’s trial,” I said.

that, Ryan was hired and set up at a desk

not–quite–new chair, his puppy–dog eyes all wide and innocent, with this adorably clueless look quite

lunchtime, everyone else had headed out to eat, but Ryan was still at

“How are you handling lunch? We don’t

nile I couldn’t

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answered right away, “I’m fine with

treat him to