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I said, “I’m just really happy to be with you, Mr. Kastein.”
              The door opened behind me just as I spoke the words out loud and suddenly I found myself the focus of two surprised stares – George’s and Constantijin’s.
              Realizing what I hadn’t meant to say, I stammered, “I meant, with your company .” Oh my God, oh my God, why the hell had I said that?
              Constantijin smiled, the brooding darkness in his eyes completely wiped out by my Freudian slip. “Understood.”
              He turned away and George and I stared at him silently. Even with his back to me, he still looked immensely sexy – too much so. When Constantijin was safely out of earshot, George said slyly, “Happy to be with you? Is that your subconscious talking?”
              “No!” Or so I hoped.

Lesson #6
     
    Don’t play games with your billionaire –
    Especially when it’s a game he invented.
     
    Alyx was literally rolling on the floor laughing when I morosely shared with her what happened today. Well, not about the part when I came in his mouth – God, my panties got all wet at the thought alone – but about the freaking Freudian slip that I made in front of George and Constantijin.
              “You’re supposed to comfort me,” I wailed.
              But that only made Alyx laugh harder, making me wish the living room had a bed of thorns for flooring instead of a soft blue-gray carpet.
              “That is just so you!” she gasped.
              “Yeah, yeah. Stop laughing!”
              Alyx made a visible effort to rein in her laughter. “I’m good now,” she said even as her lips quivered.
    I launched into my complaint immediately. "How am I going to face him tomorrow?"
    "That's assuming you'll see him tomorrow," she told me.
    Good point. He was the CEO, after all. He didn’t have to be in the office every day. But – that was a bad point, too. It meant I wouldn’t be able to see Constantijin and --- wait, did I want to see him? Did I really want this thing between us to continue?
    Where was the old Yanna in all this, the one who yearned for true love and not for smoking-hot sex?
    I lifted my legs up, hugging them close to my chest in utter misery. “Oh God, Alyx, I think I’m falling for him.”
    This was such a fucking cliché it wasn’t funny – not funny at all.
    Alyx’s smile faded at my words. “Falling?” she echoed. “Isn’t this just, like, a sexual crush?”
    A sexual crush? I didn’t even know such a thing existed! But now that I did – I thought about it real hard and shook my head after a while, even more glumly. “I don’t think it’s that.”
    Alyx sat up in the floor, a look of alarm on her face. “Look, Yanna. I’m all for you and your boss doing the dirty, but only if you’re just in it for the sex. But if you think you’re falling for him---” Her lips pursed in disapproval. “Drop it. You’ll just get hurt.”
    “I don’t think---”
    “Try,” she cut me off with a scowl. “Look for other hotties to hook up with.” She paused. “Like Mr. Fix It.”
    “But that would be like using Drake, and I can’t do that.”
    She grimaced. “You’re too nice, you know that, right?” She said it like being nice was a disease and most times, it meant exactly that in Alyx’s book. Ever since we were young, she had kept on scolding me for letting people take advantage of me because I was – like she said – too nice.
    I shook my head. “I’m not. I’m just…” Falling head over heels for my boss, and that was my problem.
    George was still throwing me sly looks when I reported to work the next day. I ignored him, of course.
    I worked immediately on improving my presentation since the new snowflake on my monitor screen told me that our meeting with the executives was set for tomorrow. Again, my fixation on my work caused me to forget all about lunch. It was already