Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

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The dinner ended smoothly, with Kylian showing none of the arrogance you'd expect from a big boss. He was laid-back, almost too casual for someone with his status.

Hayden, though, stayed mostly quiet the whole meal. Besides offering me food and checking if I needed water, he barely said a word. His cool, distant vibe made it seem like he was the one in charge.

Once the meal wrapped up, Kylian left in his understated Maybach, and Ron, a little tipsy from the drinks, booked a sober driver service.

While waiting, Ron slung an arm over Hayden's shoulder. "So, Hayden, what do you think? Everything go smoothly tonight?"

Hayden brushed his arm off with a calm look. "You've had too much to drink."

"I'm not that drunk," Ron laughed, lifting his hand to clap Hayden on the shoulder again. "I know you're worried I'll say something dumb, but I got it under control."

This time, Hayden caught Ron by the wrist, stopping him. "I don't like people touching my shoulders. And you probably shouldn't do it to anyone else either. In feng shui, it's said that your fortune rests on your _shoulders. You don't want to go slapping away someone's good luck, right?"

I nearly burst out laughing. Hayden, caring about feng shui? Who knew?

Ron blinked, stunned for a second before chuckling. "When did you get all superstitious? You sound like

an old man."

"Your ride's here," Hayden cut him off, just as the driver pulled up.

driver toward Ron. "It's his car.

shoulders,

you two going?" Ron called out,

the

your mind?" Hayden asked, picking up

him. "Do you really think Kylian Hart seems like our company's big

little. "You don't

like the boss," I said, locking

with a slight

hand to touch his face. "You do have that whole 'romance novel CEO'

you disappointed? Or do you wish I was?" Hayden asked,

my head. "No, don't overthink it. I like you

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make me feel...

hadn't touched a drop of alcohol, my emotions felt

into money one day?

squinted at him, teasing. "Planning to come

hard it had been for him to afford Yuna's surgery. Wanting to comfort him, I said, "Security isn't about money, you know." After that,

before I could move, Hayden caught my hand and pressed it gently back

tonight, and I could smell the faint scent of alcohol mixing with the night breeze. It made

the car door as

see what he

on him earlier was long gone, but I