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the door shut. The woman’s eyes went straight to Ariel, her smile bright. “Hello.” She glanced at January and her eyes shifted to Ariel’s hand at the small of January’s back. The smile grew tense. 
    “Michelle, it's nice to see you.”
    “You too, as always,” Michelle said, all bubbly.
    Ariel turned to January. “See you tomorrow.”
    “Okay,” January said before exiting the office.
    Once outside, January tried not to lean against the closed door. She felt embarrassed that she wished she was the woman inside; she was the one with Ariel’s undivided attention.
    She didn’t believe in one-night stands, but Ariel Cunningham was the type of man that any woman would consider changing a firm no into a maybe . January couldn’t believe she was already looking forward to another day at work.

 
     
    Chapter Four
     
    As January gathered her things at the end of the day, she noticed a few of the people from the orientation session huddled together. She stole glances at them as she fished a stick of gum out of her pocketbook. 
    “I don't think we’ve officially introduced ourselves. I’m Dominic.”
    January turned to face surfer dude from orientation.
    Dominic stretched out his hand and they shook hands. “What year are you at university?
    “I'm going to be a junior.”
    “Me too.” Dominic smiled. “I'm a French major.”
    “Really?” January put the strap of the bag over her shoulder. “What are you going to do with that degree?”
    He chuckled. “I see you have your doubts as to the feasibility of my long-term employment prospects with a French degree.”
    She arched an eyebrow, wondering what he was getting at.
    Dominic crossed his arms, a playful expression on his face. “Well, join the line. My parents are standing at the front of it.”
    She laughed. “Well, you know, these days it does it matter what degree you have. Competition is stiff.”
    “Speaking of stiff. I take it the boss doesn’t like compliments around here.”
    January arched an eyebrow. “Careful. We know there are cameras. What if the place’s bugged?”
    Dominic laughed. “I like you,” he said playfully. “Anyway, a group of us are heading to the bar. Do you want to come?”
    January thought about it for a few seconds. She could go home, take a shower, and spend the rest of the afternoon fantasizing about Ariel Cunningham. Or she could use the opportunity to do a little networking outside of the office—it might come in handy in the long run.
    "Sure."
    Dominic smiled. “Great!"
    January wondered if he was attracted to her. He was fairly good-looking but not up to Ariel Cunningham standards. Do you now have to compare every man to him? Get a grip, chica . She followed Dominic toward the group, then they made their way to the bar.
     
    There was an artificial camaraderie between the group. Maybe because everyone was the nice fish in the pond of Logis Apps Ltd. January got the sense she and Dominic would get along well. It’ll be great to know another familiar face on campus.
    They sat at a table and ordered drinks.
    “So what are you studying?” Dominic asked. “I forgot to actually listen to you talk earlier, forgive me. The whole parental disapproval of my academic choices is something I like to vent about.”
    Melodramatic much?  
    "I’m a communications major, public relations to be specific.”
    He nodded.
    The music was loud. January sipped Sprite since she wasn’t much of a drinker. There was casual talk amongst those at the table, about their first day at the job. All but two of them had passed the typing test. Eventually, the conversation splintered off.
    “Do you think it’s too soon to decide if I love or hate working there?” Dominic asked.
    I love it . "I'm not sure."
    “I'm not so sure the boss likes me.”
    January tried to think of something to say but a familiar tall footballer’s sudden presence distracted her. She watched as her ex-boyfriend made his way from the bartender to a corner