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advantage of that. Not only that, but he makes me stay out all night at a nightclub and then kisses me even though I HATE him and he knows it.
    For one thing, it is so completely inappropriate to make out with your staff. And secondly, it’s totally his fault that I’m late for work on my second day and now I look like a slacker to Mark Greene. What choice do I have but to take the stupid job at Ellis Energy now? I doubt there’s even a place for me at Greene Earth after this.
    “I’ll take the job,” I say after a pause and watch the smug smile spread across Kyan’s stupid handsome face.
    “I think you’ve made the right decision, Clara,” he says.
    How does he manage to look so good? It’s like he isn’t even hungover at all. Maybe he’s another one like Kelly who can just shrug off a night of drinking. When I look closer I realize he looks as hungover as I do, it’s just that it looks…almost good on him. The loosened tie, the just-got-out-of-bed hair and the thick stubble on his chin and neck are so different from the slicked-back and perfect look I’m used to seeing him with.
    Stop staring at that jerk, I tell myself.
    “Definitely,” says Greene, “I thought you would be perfect here but perhaps your attitude is better suited to somewhere like Ellis Energy.”
    Ouch.             
    “Take the rest of the day off,” continues Greene, “I’ll sign the contracts and you can start at Ellis Energy tomorrow.”
    I gather myself up and make for the door without looking back. Now feels like a good time to cry but I just don’t have the energy. Not even two days in my dream job and I’m about to start two years at a company that stands against everything I believe in.
    I stride down the hall and palm the elevator button, heels clicking on the floor as I walk. My feet hurt so much, I can’t wait to get home and throw them off. I feel like I could sleep for a year and my bed is calling to me. Tonight I don’t want to do anything but eat pizza and watch old movies with Kelly.
    “Wait up!” comes a voice from behind me.
    Why won’t this elevator come quicker? I palm the button a few more times, knowing it won’t help but desperate for it to arrive so I can shut the doors and avoid him.
    The doors open with a ding and I step inside, hit the button for the first floor and immediately start slamming my finger on the close door button.
    “Hold the elevator!”
    He’s getting closer. Just as the doors begin to close an arm flies into view and wrenches them apart. Kyan throws himself into the lift somehow still managing to look unflustered.
    “Sorry, I didn’t realize you were behind me,” I say with just a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
    “Sure you didn’t,” says Kyan, “Look, I think we should grab a coffee now, just chat through how this whole thing is going to go.”
    “Why bother?”
    “I feel like we might have got off on the wrong foot here. We’re going to be working together for a while and I want to keep things professional.”
    “YOU want to keep things professional? Is that why you decided to kiss me last night?”
    “What!? That was you?”             
    He’s either a great actor or he really doesn’t remember kissing me. I know he’s a liar but for some reason, I believe him this time.
    “You really don’t remember?”
    “All I remember is some girl kissing me even though I was trying to push her away. She was crazy strong too, it was like trying to fight off a bear on steroids. Hmm, the description fits so I guess that was you.”
    How dare he try to twist this like he isn’t the one at fault here.
    “You think you were trying to push me away? From what I remember I was caught in your vice-like grip while you stuck your disgusting tongue in my mouth. I couldn’t get away.”
    “Now, Clara, I’m a professional. You don’t get to be one of the wealthiest—“
    “You’re a sleazebag and a jerk is what you are,” I say, no longer trying to