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I rip off my mask and look down on it.
Phoenix met Swan. He didn’t meet Olivia.
Olivia doesn’t do things like that.
My night of fantasy is over.
Time to face the crushing reality.
DYLAN POV
“I told you not to come in today.”
Solomon is at my office door. Coffee cups in his hands. My friend smiles as he lowers his head, eyes avoiding mine for a second. “I owed you a thank you for saving my ass last night.”
I laugh, swiping my coffee from him. “All I did was pick you up off the bathroom floor and walk you out back to your driver. Nothing to it.”
I should have gone with him instead of coming back inside.
Then I wouldn’t have found Swan looking at the stairway down to Hill Club.
I wouldn’t have felt powerless to her as I pictured her in The Underground. I wouldn’t have cornered her, wouldn’t have almost kissed her. And wouldn’t have looked like a fool when I walked away from her.
“Yes, well, Seth told me I was screaming because I thought his tie was a snake.”
“You know what? That part is true, yes.”
Solomon winces. “How embarrassing.”
“It was only me, Seth, and Rocky who saw it.”
Poor Rocky, the bathroom attendant, was doing his best to come up with remedies for Seth’s hallucinations.
I frown at my friend. “But you need to learn to never eat a piece of candy at a party attended by Carina Puckett.”
“I know, I know. I’ve learned my lesson.” Solomon sighs. “Anyway, what about you? Did you have a good night?”
I shrug. “Fine.”
Solomon eyes me. “Just fine?”
“Yes. Just fine. Now if you’ll excuse me…” I slide past Solomon and exit my office. “I have a meeting to get to.”
Big day today.
I’m meeting the new operations manager for the club. I tasked Farley with the hiring process, but I’m prepared to fire them on the spot if he’s made a bad choice.
Solomon follows me down the hall. “I heard Seth interrupted you getting close with someone on the dance floor.”
“Oh, it was nothing.”
“Didn’t sound like nothing.”
I roll my eyes as we take a sharp right.
The second floor of the Hill Pride is the VIP area for the nightclub and where we have all our offices. It is also the entry point from the nightclub to the club proper, which can only be accessed by our members.
Farley’s office is toward the front of the building.
“I didn’t end up going home with anyone if that’s what you’re wondering.”
“I think I need to get you checked out by a doctor, Dylan.”
“Oh, shut up.”
“Or at least a psychiatrist. You can’t let this Nate stuff prevent you from-“
Farley pokes his head out of his office. “Dylan, perfect timing! Olivia just walked in.”
So, Farley’s gone and hired a woman, huh? Our clientele will like that. Perhaps a little too much…
“Come inside, come inside.”
Solomon gives me a cheeky grin. “We’ll talk later.”
I glare at him. “We will not.
Goodbye.” I stride into Farley’s office and have never been more grateful to see a door slam in someone’s face. “Anyway…”
My eyes land on the face of our new operations manager.
And I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman, ever. I swear on my life.
The first thing I notice is the line of her dark brows and her sharp nose. These features alone could make her intimidating, but her lips are perked in what looks to be a perpetual smile. Delicate and easy.
Farley gestures between us. “Dylan Hill, meet Olivia Lombardi. Our new operations manager.”
“A pleasure to meet you.” I keep my deepest, most professional-sounding voice as I hold my hand out to her, eager to feel her touch.
“You as well, Mr. Hill.”
“Please, call me…” I lose my train of thought when her eyes lock in mine. Gold. Molten gold. A near copy of my Swan.
Then she grabs my hand, sending shocks through my arm. Her touch…familiar too.
“Dylan.” My voice cracks. Hasn’t done that since my teen years.
Fuck.
“Call me Dylan.”
“Alright, then please, call me Olivia.”
I have trouble releasing her hand. I’m too stunned to know what to do with myself. I’d be foolish to believe this is the woman I was dancing with last night.
Why would she hide behind that mask and try and blend in with the common folk when she’s anything but?
After what feels like too long, but not long enough, I let go and try to give her a winning smile. “Welcome to Hill Club.”
“Thank you. It’s amazing. I’m so excited to get started.” She smiles at me and then at Farley.
With her hair swept out of her face and tucked into a bun, her ear is on full display to me. And though she’s not wearing a pearl earring today, it doesn’t matter.
Two gold studs and that hoop at the helix of her ear.
My god. It is Swan.
Olivia Lombardi, the new operations manager of my club, is the woman from last night, the one I wanted with my heart and soul.
Without her mask, that feeling has increased tenfold. Which means…I don’t know how I’m going to control myself.
From her serene smile, I’m not sure she recognizes me the way I recognize her.
And if she does, she’s not letting on.
This is all for the best. We should strike last night from the record and act as if we’re meeting for the first time. After all, we will be working way too close together for anything to be possible between us.
Still though…I crave her. My insides boil with want for her.
Need.
“Well, why don’t we sit and -“
Farley waves his hand. “Oh no, Olivia and I are already well acquainted, and all her paperwork has been taken care of. All she needs now is a tour of the space and to get acquainted with our owner.”
My eyes meet Olivia’s. But I can’t look for too long. Because I’ve already been acquainted with Olivia. In more ways than one.
And so much of me would like to continue to be acquainted with her.
However, that can never happen. I’m her superior and I don’t make a habit of sleeping with my employees. Plus, I still can’t get a read on if she recognizes me the way I recognize her.
