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She’d run straight into him. The beautiful little elf that probably thought him the biggest Scrooge around. She should. He’d been nothing but unpleasant, if not rude to her from the moment he first saw her.He had to. Had his daughter to think about. She was so fragile. In so much pain. He needed to spend every minute away from work with her. Not mooning over some beautiful, lithe girl that took his breath away.His brain had ceased functioning the instant she walked into the interview room. All he could think about was the young woman standing before him. Light brown hair cascaded halfway down her back. And her eyes. Eyes the color of brandy. She’d smiled, and the smile had reached her eyes. Surely they’d seen clear into his soul. Seen his loneliness.He’d hired her on the spot. First time in his life he’d make such a reckless decision.But she’d gone far beyond his expectations of an elf. She’d acted like she cared—not just automatically directing each child to Santa’s lap. She actually talked to them. Paid attention to what they said, often kneeling on one knee to look into their eyes. Make them feel important.Greg wondered what it would be like to have those eyes peer into his for any length of time. Talk to him like she had the children. Care about what he felt.Stop it! She wasn't a date—she was an employee. Nothing more, nothing less.For the first time in years, Greg found himself wanting to open up to someone again. Be near someone other than his tiny daughter.But he couldn’t stop thinking about the woman with the Christmasy name. The woman with the haunting brown eyes. Eyes that called to him. Made him want more.He was a fool.
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