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This , she was the first to arrive, and she unlocked the suite before walking into her office After dropping her belongings on the credenza, she sank into the white utilitarian leather chair behind her glass-topped desk

Her desk phone’s light flicked on and off, indicating waiting es Since Skyler, her assistant, wasn’t in yet, Hope listened to the first voicemail, from a potential client who preferred to talk rather than use email

The second was from a wo to e’s website

Rafe Sterling not withstanding, the as off to a pro start

A knock on her doorjamb made Hope look up

Skyler stood there, carrying a tray that held two extra-large cups bearing the logo of their favorite shop She also held up a s If there was a God, there would be a chocolate cake doughnut inside Without waiting for an invite, she sashayed in “I co Maven”

Four shots of espresso? “Are you a mind reader?”

“You were still eet up before five to ”

Greedy for the gift, Hope held out her hand

“I want the details”

“Anything Even my firstborn Just hand it over”

Skyler held the cup just out of reach “You have to pro out”

Except for the ones about the collar, the kiss, or how i for hi?”

“Exactly what you’re hoping is in there You just have to share the details in return”

“Anything you want to know,” Hope lied All was fair in love and doughnuts

With a grin, Skyler handed over the latte, then shoved the bag toward Hope before dropping into a chair “How did that colossal piece of McHottie sexiness take the news that he’s getting married?”