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bags. “I didn’t bring drinks.”
    “I have bottled water.” She led the way to the couch and placed the bag on the glass-topped coffee table. The ice bucket sat on the surface. Four bottles of water rested inside. She sat on the floor and handed him a bottle. “Neva keeps me well hydrated. Thanks for loaning her to me by the way.”
    He took the water and sat next to her. “You’re welcome. I’m glad that’s working out for the both of you. She says having you as a boss is a breeze.” He grinned. “Of course, she thinks I’m a pain in the ass.”
    She shrugged and dug into her bag. “Is she your only personal assistant?”
    He nodded. “I used to have two, but the other one bailed on me to marry the love of his life. She moved to Paris and for some reason, he wanted to follow.”
    “You don’t believe in love?”
    He removed his burger and fries from his bag. “Do you want my patented answer or the truth?”
    “The truth,” she said as though he should have known that. And indeed, he did. He knew she wasn’t the sort that wanted platitudes.
    “I believe in love. I’ve never been in love. And I don’t know if I ever will. You meet a lot of attractive packages in this business. But genuine beauty, inside and out, is hard to find. I admit I’ve taken advantage of some of the shallow people who’ve come my way wanting to use my success. When our relationships were over, we walked away mutually satisfied. How about you? Do you believe in love?” An awful possibility occurred to him. “Are you in a relationship?”
    “I believe in love.” She hesitated and he knew she contemplated lying to him. “I’m single.”
    They ate in silence for a while. Finally, he asked, “Why don’t you like me?”
    Her lovely eyes narrowed. They were so dark and contrasted sharply with her pale creamy skin. “Are we in kindergarten?” She drank from her water bottle, leaving an appealing sheen of moisture on her full lips. His cock jumped. He’d been hard since he walked through the door. Never had a woman done so little and made him so horny.
    “Come on. It’s killing me.”
    She shrugged, but she wouldn’t meet his gaze. “Sometimes personalities just don’t click.”
    “That’s bullshit. You didn’t like me before we met. And it’s frustrating as hell since I like you.”
    She inhaled sharply. “You don’t know me. You just want to…”
    He grinned. “I want to what?”
    “Let’s not play games, Sean. It’s obvious you’re pursuing me for sex. I’ve done what you wanted. I’m in your film. It stops there.”
    She stood. He caught her hand when she would have walked away. “I could let it go at that if I didn’t know you wanted me as much as I want you.”
    “You’re delusional. I feel nothing for you.”
    “God, your mouth is so sexy. Even when it’s spewing lies.”
    She wet her lips and he groaned. “Let me go.”
    Ignoring her, he tugged until she was on her knees before him. His eyes dropped to the exposed curves of her breast. He couldn’t help it. “Prove it to me,” he challenged, his gaze meeting hers. “Prove you don’t want me.”
    “No thanks. I have nothing to prove to you.”
    “Then I guess you’ll have to deal with me asking you out every chance I get.”
    “The answer will always be no.”
    He arched a brow. “You didn’t let me finish. I’ll keep hounding you to do movies with me, spend time with me, and more.” He looked at her breasts again, this time letting his gaze linger. “Hitting on you. And all the while, I’ll believe that it’s what you want since you can’t or won’t prove otherwise.”
    “Fine! How do I prove to you the level of apathy I feel for you?”
    “Let me kiss you.”
    “No.”
    “You can’t handle one kiss?”
    “What will one kiss prove?”
    “That you’re unmoved by me. If my kiss has no effect on you, then I’ll know.”
    “Are you forgetting that we’ve kissed before?”
    “No. And I’m betting you haven’t