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The developer was talking directly into his camera as he discussed some of the technical difficulties his team was currently encountering, his purple dreadlocks draped over his shoulders. Of course, Hugh's face didn't appear. Hugh still insisted upon that, despite the recommendations of the digital collaboration expert he'd engaged to improve the effectiveness of his widely dispersed team.

Her smile now was genuine. And lovely. He'd thought that every time he'd seen her smile. It was another reason he'd considered calling the temp office. But similarly--just as the boxes were only boxes--a smile was only a smile. It, and his admiration of it, meant nothing more. 'It shouldn't take long. I could probably do it myself, but I'd hate to drop one of the boxes and break something.'