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“I swear it’s fine,” he says after pulling back to look at me

We stare at each other a n within his expression that he’s truly okay with this His gaze doesn’t waver, and I’htly mollified

Stepping out of his aret a broolass”

Asher smiles and nods “Sure”

I scurry to the door Just as I’h, I look overup the frame My heart seee while he stares at his dead wife

Then, he pulls open a side drawer of the desk and puts it in there I get the hell out of there before he findson him

It should take et the broom and dust pan, but I’rab a bottle of water froe and drink half of it before I have o back into his office

With my implements in hand, I make my way back there The door is still open Asher sits behind his desk again, packing up papers into a briefcase

Without looking at o into the office for the rest of the afternoon”

“Okay,” I murmur in response

Is he mad? Morose? Indifferent? I can’t tell

I lass froe can by his desk

“I’ if the status of this budding relationship just took a major hit