Late Dinner

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Nikita leaned in closer to Kyle, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes as their plates were cleared away by the waiters. The staff here was waiting on them hand and foot. The service here was impeccable. Nikita had a feeling it had a lot to do with the handsome CEO in front of her. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, and Nikita took note of his well-defined arm muscles. She couldn't help but stare, taking in his muscular physique. She knew it was wrong to be lusting after this man. He was her boss. But he was very attractive and in the dim light of this restaurant, everything felt more intimate. Which was probably why she was regaling this man with stories of her children. Stories he probably might not be as interested in as he stated. Nikita couldn't help it. Being around Mr. Sinclair made he

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