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It was really important to me that he understood that. I didn’t knowwhyit was so important, but it was.

“Were we arguing just now or was it more of a playful banter?”

“We were arguing.”

“I don’t think so.”

“We’re arguing right now,” I pointed out.

He clicked his tongue. “Slight disagreement. Still banter.”

He was unbearable. “We don’t like each other enough to engage in playful banter, Adrien.”

“You don’t have to like me for us to have chemistry, Ria.”

“I disrespectfully disagree.”

Adrien’s eyes narrowed with a bizarre mixture of annoyance and amusement. “Prove it, then.”

I twisted on the couch to fully face him. “What do I get if I do?”

“The satisfaction of being the very first person to ever prove me wrong.”

I rolled my eyes. “How do you not annoy yourself when you talk?”

He huffed a light chuckle. “It’s called having a sense of humor, Sanchez.”

That. That right there. “I know what I want if I win.”

“You want me to stop saying your name so frequently.”

Damn it.

That was exactly what I was going to say, but I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of being right. So, I racked my brain, trying to—

And then it hit me. It was so painfully obvious. I just hadn’t thought of it right away because of the bubbly fog of champagne my brain was currently drenched in.

“No. What I really want is for you to lighten Alba’s workload when you rehire her. I want her to geteveryweekend and statutory holiday off, to be able to actually use her vacation days, and I want you to put a reasonable cap on the amount of hours she has to work every week. Hire a second assistant if you need to.”

A new emotion flicked over his eyes in response to my request, but it was gone before I could place it.

“Sure,” he eventually said, recovering. “But if I win, you have to admit that you’re attracted to me.”

“I’m not attracted to you.”

And then he frikkin’boopedmy nose. “Such a liar.”

I swatted his hand away. “Terms, conditions, rules. Go.”

“And bossy.”

“I don’t think you of all people have any right to call anyone bossy.”

His little smirk widened into a dimpled grin. “Touché.”

It didnotmake me flustered. This was fine. I was fine. Everything was under control.

“I’m adding one more thing then: if I win, you have to stop insisting that I’m attracted to you.”

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