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All of it…Zack’s carefree linted off his shiny hair, or the way his eyes would sparkle with joy, and the way his muscles would flex and bunch as he held his son…all of it added to theinside ofup the broccoli and place it in the strainer in the sink to give it a good wash I’m such a fool to even entertain such fantasies, and I know that is all they are…fantasies of a fantastically beautiful man, who’s beautiful both inside and out, that will never be anything irlie wishes for nore, actually--but I try to take it all in good stride Zack is Ben’s father He’s my employer He’s also a man that has been dealt a terrible blow

Add all of that up and I’erous fire to even entertain this silly crush

When we got back in Zack’s Range Rover late this afternoon, it took all of five minutes for Ben to crash in the backseat Zack and I lapsed into easy conversation about nothing iaze over to me as we hit Interstate 85, he asked, "So you’re back to the baggy clothes, I see?"

His tone was teasing and I took it as such, but I didn’t do anything but snort at hiht for the gaot your tongue?" he prodded, and I turned to gaze at hienuine curiosity

"I only bought that one outfit," I told him siup one leg, bending it at the knee so he could see the black riding boots that causedon them, even if they were on sale

"So I see," he murmured "But you look like you’re about to drown in that shirt"

"Well, you pay et an entirely neardrobe," I quipped at hi baby steps"

He was quiet for a e subjects, but he said, "If you want…I can give you some money to buy some clothes"

My head snapped over to hiard for the fact that Zack is indeedI’ve ever heard come out of your mouth"

"Why?" he shot back

"Because I work for you You don’t buy me clothes And even if I didn’t work for you, you don’t buy rin

"Consider it a dead subject," I muttered "I buy my own stuff Always have"

"Are you always this stubborn?" he asked with a laugh