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“They did not…emboss you a plaque that quickly. That is not how that works. There’s bureaucracy and, and…”
“Did you not hear the part about my dad owning almost every media outlet in the country?” he asked.
“This is unbelievable.” She took a deep breath. “I amnotsleeping with you again.”
She had to take a stand. She was a woman in a very male dominated industry and she couldn’t be…sleeping with this guy who was installed in a fake job because his dad owned the company and…and wanted to give his son a new toy to play with.
The job, not her.
“Technically, we’ve never slept together,” he pointed out.
“I am not fucking you again,” she hissed.
“That’s more accurate. Also, I don’t think it’s true.”
“Oh, it is true.”
“Why?” he asked.
“Because. Because I was supposed to just…do it with you and forget about you.” Of course she hadn’t. Of course she couldn’t.
“Fine. Forget about the sex.”
Her cheeks felt like they were on fire. “I can’t, because my one-night stand has followed me to work.”
“Try,” he said. “And so will I. Just focus on helping me do my job. The truth is, I haven’t been trying for a long time. I don’t have to try, so I don’t. But someday this whole media conglomerate will be mine, not because I’m the best at it, because I’m very, very lucky. And I ought to do something with that, don’t you think?”
“So you suddenly want to what…try at life?”
“Sure, if you want to put it that way. Yes, I partly wanted to see you again for…the thing we’re now forgetting about, but honestly, I find you inspiring. You’re young and you’ve done a lot with…hell, I don’t know what you started with, but I’m sure it was with less than me, if only because ninety-nine percent of Americans have less than my family.”
“So now you want to…reform?”
“Don’t go that far, but maybe I want more. You seem like you have it together and you have to be…how old are you?”
“Twenty-seven.”
“Okay, you’re a good eight years younger than me, and clearly you have your shit much more together in the professional arena.”
“You’re full of crap,” she said.
“Maybe. But this is the situation. I’m not going to harass you into sleeping with me, that would get HR involved, plus, it’s a dickbag move. Also? I don’t need to coerce women into my bed. They come willingly. As I’m sure you recall. Therefore, my efforts will now be focused elsewhere.”
“Did you expect me to just…take my panties off when you walked in?”
“Of course not Evie. I expected you to take them off andbeg.”
She cleared her throat and shuffled a stack of papers on her desk noisily. “I see. Well, sadly for you my panties are staying firmly…on my ass. So…there will be no dropping…of them.” She cleared her throat again, and shuffled the papers even more loudly. Maybe if she did it enough times it would distract him. “Also, I think your confident brand of pickup swag works a lot better in a bar than in an office.”
“You have a point. We’re both very sober and the lighting isn’t anywhere near as dim.”
“Interesting, because you commented on how I seem different in this environment. So do you.”
“Do I?” he asked.
“I think I have the upper hand.”
He frowned. “I don’t think so. Because, in addition to being your superior on this project, if I told you to take your panties off right now, you would.”
