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s**t. Had she said that out loud?“You’re easy to read,” he said. Two can play at this game. “Also heterosexual. Married, in fact.” Two can play at this game. “I figured as much given the ring on your left hand. But you never know,” he shrugged. “Sometimes you’re wrong.” Addison checked how many floors they had yet to go. What the hell? Is this man seriously flirting with me? What the hell? Is this man seriously flirting with me?He leaned back, taking her in. He had to admit, she surprised him. Not only was she not amused by his charms but she seemed downright annoyed. This, combined with the fact that she was incredibly attractive and quick-witted, intrigued him that much more. “Well, I’m glad that’s settled.” Addison wasn"t sure what he meant by his statement; all she knew was that s