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The adjustment to my temporary position wasn’t nearly as difficult as it was to be close to him. That arrogant, cocky attitude rubbed me wrong, though I had to admit the attraction between us was strong. Our push and pull only made it more difficult. I reluctantly had to exchange numbers with Carthwright, and I immediately labeled it as Carthwright the Assholian. Not that he saw at the time. All he paid attention to was making sure I added it to my contacts. The name was fitting, I thought. However, he did seem upset when he saw it the other day. The exchange was mostly for emergencies or call-offs, so I was quite surprised on Saturday when I was cutting up fruit for Kinsey’s lunch when his nickname popped up on my screen. Carthwright the Assholian: It has come to my attention that you