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be love. She cared about Shawn, and coveted his company. That was all.
    When she entered through the doors of the investment firm, a woman behind the desk looked up from her computer.
    “Good afternoon,” she chimed. “Are you here to see someone today?”
    “Shawn Morgan.”
    “Certainly,” she smiled. “Is he expecting you?”
    Why would he not be? She wanted to ask her that, but she was in such a good mood, so she reigned her impatience in. “He is.”
    The receptionist picked up the phone and dialed some numbers. After a bit of a wait, she said, “Well, he didn’t answer. What’s your name? Let’s check the database.”
    “Alexia Reilly.”
    She tapped away on her keyboard. “There you are. You’re already on his list of potential clientele.” She stood. “Right this way.”
    Alexia followed the woman down a corridor. Suddenly, she didn’t feel out of place. The woman’s dress was so short and tight, and she wondered how she managed to do anything without revealing herself.
    As they moved further down the hall, she thought she heard Shawn’s voice at the far end. It was mingled with the voice of another man and their laughter.
    “Let’s make a bet,” the unidentified male said.
    “Are you kidding me?” It was Shawn’s voice again. “I win the bets all the time. You like being broke, don’t you?”
    “I’ll bet next month’s commission check. Sign three more clients by next week. You’ve run out of steam, man. I bet you can’t.”
    Shawn laughed. “You’re looking at the guy who trained you.”
    “Yeah, and…I’ve been bringing in clients left and right for the past couple months. But, you get to go on an all-expense paid trip and have six course elegant meals with our top partners in New York…?”
    “You’ll be where I am in a couple years. Pay your dues. Patience, bro.”
    The receptionist stopped in front of the door, and folded her arms. “Looks like someone else is in his office,” she said. “Let’s give them a few minutes.”
    Alexia nodded.
    “So, let’s bet now,” the other man lured Shawn again.
    “Don’t do it, man.”
    “You scared? You always have a list of contacts in your back pocket. Didn’t you just recently get referrals to that auto shop franchise?”
    “What are you talking about?” Shawn asked.
    “Rodney’s . O’ Reilly’s, I can’t remember the name, but I hear the family net worth is top tier,” the man said.
    Alexia’s face grew hot.
    “Where are you getting this info?”
    “Come on, man. Rumors fly in this office. Plus the owner is a chick. Get between those legs, man, and you’ve already got one in the bag. Two more. That’s it. Let’s bet.”
    Alexia clutched the bag handled and her fingers nearly dug into her palms. How could she have been so stupid? He was using her.
    “You’re an asshole, Ryan,” Shawn said. “You shouldn’t stick your nose where it don’t belong. But, you want to bet…let’s bet.”
    “One week, man.” The man’s voice drew closer, and the door opened.
    “Hello, Mr. Scott,” the receptionist greeted him.
    “Vivian.”
    He gave them a slow grin, and whistled as he walked down the hall.
    By that time, Alexia was pissed. She barged past Vivian before she could even introduce her.
    “Alexia.” Shawn smiled widely when he saw her.
    She dumped the gift bag on the desk in front of him. “What type of game are you playing with me?”
    “What?” His smile went out like a light. “What are you talking about?”
    “You stop at nothing to fatten you wallet.”
    He came out from around the desk. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. What’s the matter?”
    Shawn was a great actress too. He actually did look really innocent.
    “You think screwing me will get me to sign the dotted line?” Her blood boiled within her.
    His mouth dropped open, and he reached for her.
    She back up. “Don’t touch me, Shawn. I heard what you said. Your bet…”
    He shook his head, slowly. “No, that’s not