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"I'm not going to lie, he's fucking hot, and I would be lying if I said he wasn't. I would be lying if I were to say I wouldn't also enter into a sexual relationship with him if he asked me." She winks at me. "So you do you, girl."

"I am going to. And thank you so much for buying me this Fuji max camera and these rolls of film, that was so thoughtful of you."

"Well, I wanted to thank you again for rescuing me that night from Radium and not judging me for the craziness that went down. Plus, if you're going to do a selfie business and charge money, I really don't think you can use people's phones. They can grab their phone and go running and not pay you. This way, if they want to get the cute little snap you take of them, then they have to pay."

"I know. This is why you are so brilliant."

"Girl, I'm not brilliant because I thought it was a good idea to buy you a Polaroid camera and take photos."

"Yeah, you are."

"You thought of it too," she says.

"Yeah, but I didn't have the money to spend on it." I motion to my handbag.

"So what's going on with Whittaker Matlock?" she asks. "Did he ever come into the office or...?"

"He keeps making appointments, but he hasn't yet come." I shrug. "Kingston hasn't said anything about it, but I can tell that he gets a little bit aggravated every time I let him know that Whittaker's business manager has contacted to reschedule."

"Yikes. Do you think that's a bad sign?"

"All I know is that Kingston said at least he's not canceling the appointment."

"Oh, I like a guy that thinks that the glass is half full and not half empty," she says with a nod. "To be honest, when you told me what went down that night, I was shocked that Whittaker even made an appointment."

"Me too," I say. "But I'm just the assistant, I don't really know how this sort of business goes."

"Yeah, and I don't think I want to know," she says. "Let's think about fun things."

"Okay. Like what?"

"Like are you going to buy some sexy lingerie for the next time you're with Kingston?"

"Oh my gosh. I'm not talking about Kingston anymore tonight."

”Why not? He's such a fun topic of conversation."

"I feel like I talk about him all the time. And no, I'm not going to buy lingerie just to have sex with him. He would just rip it up and there would go my money."

"But didn't he say he wanted to give you a credit card?"

"He suggested it, but I'm not going to use his credit card to buy lingerie for him to rip up, it's a waste of money."

"You're far too practical, Skye, you do realize this? If you're in a love affair like this, you've just got to go with the flow, roll with the punches. Shit, if he wants to pour $10,000 champagne on your ass crack and lick it up, let him."

"I don't think we should be talking about ass cracks right now," I say, giggling.

"Hey, that should be my joke." She laughs. "But you're right. I'd much rather he drank $10,000 champagne from your you know what."

I blush as she winks at me. "Elisabetta, we're going out to dance and get our flirt on with random hot men in the city. We're not going to talk about my hot boss, who may or may not make me come in a million different ways, because I do not want to think about him tonight. I do not want to think about him at all.

"You like him though, right?"

"It's just so complicated. I don't even know what's really going on. I don't even know how I feel about him. Some days I hate him, some days I..." I pause. "Like him a lot."

"You kind of love him some days too, don't you?"

I glare at her. "I'm not even responding to that. I just know that this is a situation where I do not feel like I know the ins and outs completely because it's so fluidly changing. Sometimes when I'm with him, I feel like the Earth is moving."

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