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Yet another thing I didn’t witness due to my dazed mind. “I don’t know whether to thank you or slap you.”

Guadalupe grinned. “Did you take the job?”

I shrugged. “I need the money, so yeah.”

“And did he make the interview weird at all?”

I thought back on it and… “Honestly? No. He seemed to be very concerned about making sure I had everything I needed from his job offer.”

Suri snickered. “No man does that with a new employee unless he cares.”

I ignored her quip. “Are you here to try to convince me that I need to date my boss?”

Guadalupe shook her head. “No. I’m here to convince you that, sometimes, life works in very weird ways, and the bosses who care about us are the ones we need to keep around.”

I leaned against the couch. “If the only thing he cares about is getting laid, I might not be at this job long.”

Guadalupe turned toward me. “Did he give off the impression that he only cares about that?”

I blinked. “No.”

“Did he speak with you inappropriately at all?”

I paused. “Actually, no. He didn’t. He’s… assertive. Abrasive, maybe. But, he never talked himself into disrespectful territory. If anything, he tried to make the interview less awkward.”

“So, maybe what you’re saying about him is what you’re concerned about when it comes to yourself.”

Her words struck me hard, and I found that they had a comforting presence. I saw—and felt—why Suri took to this woman. Why she seemed to garner such faith and strength from her. She kind of reminded me of a wise old grandmother, with a home where everyone was welcomed no matter their walk of life.

I heard something sliding across the coffee table at me, and it ripped me from my trance. And when I looked down, I found a string of numbers on it.

“What’s that?” I asked.

Guadalupe giggled. “It’s my phone number. Use it if you ever need it. Sometimes, we need an unbiased voice in our ear to tell us what we can’t see because of our own emotions and trials and tribulations. But, promise me one thing.”

I picked up her number. “Shoot.”

“If this man is youralto, oscuro, y guapo,don’t let him pass you by. Even if it feels weird or awkward, don’t let him get away.”

Then, Suri whispered into my ear, “Your tall, dark, and handsome.”

I snorted. “Yeah, right. Okay. Sure.”

Guadalupe cocked an eyebrow. “Promise me.”

I turned to murmur at Suri. “You know I wrote off men after what happened with Aurora’s father, right?”

“Just promise.” Suri pinched my side.

I hissed with pain before I plastered on my best smile. “I very much so promise.”

Guadalupe shook her head with a smile on her face. “I know you might think you’re just fine without a man in your life, but I promise you, having a man in your life doesn’t make you weak, which is why it’s important to have therightman in your life.”

“Preach,” Suri said.

I stood to my feet. “I promise that, if something does end up happening, I’ll try to let it ride instead of kicking him in the balls. That sound good?”

Guadalupe stood with me. “Good enough for me.”