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I remembered how I'd once felt with Shane. I remembered the love I’d had for him. The adoration. I remembered the way I'd cried when we'd broken up and the way my heart had broken in two. And it made me doubt if I could trust my own emotions. It made me doubt if what I felt was true. If it could ever be true. How did I know what I felt for Scott was real? In a way, he'd already played with my emotions. How could I believe he wouldn't do that to me again? How could I trust him or myself?
    "I'll speak to Lacey and ask her what she wants to do." I replied softly, wondering if that was even a good idea. I'd had an inkling that Lacey had been attracted to Henry, but I wasn't so sure he was a good guy. Really rich and really handsome guys rarely were. They ate women like Lacey up for breakfast. I was scared that he'd play her or outright reject her. And I didn't want to see that happen. Lacey deserved a good guy. A really good guy. Lacey deserved a man that would love her with all his heart and treat her like a Queen. And while I didn't know Henry, he didn't seem the sort of guy to do that. He seemed like he was one of those cocky, arrogant self-assured pricks that were selfish to the core.
    "Okay." Scott said in a disappointed voice and I gave him a soft smile as my thoughts broke away from Henry. I sighed slightly as I realized I was judging Henry based on no real information.
    "I'll let you know tonight."
    "Over dinner?" He asked hopefully and I just shook my head.
    "I have plans." I said with a small smile and his eyes narrowed.
    "With who?"
    "Scott." I sighed, deliberately being evasive. He deserved to be a little worried and concerned after the way he'd treated me. “Does it matter?”
    “I suppose not.” He shrugged. “If you don’t think it does, then it doesn’t.”
    “I told Shane I’d meet him.” I said, avoiding eye contact with him. ‘He wants to talk.”
    “So you said you’d talk with him, but you didn’t want to meet with me this morning?” I could hear anger in Scott’s voice and I bit down on my lower lip.
    “Scott, it’s not like that.”
    “Yeah, sure it’s not.” He picked up his coffee mug and looked away from me. I could tell that he was hurt and frustrated. I supposed that if the roles had been reversed, I would have felt the same way, but he had to understand that this was hard for me. Complicated in a way that would not be easy to sort out. Even more complicated than he thought, but that wasn’t his problem.
    “So when do you want me to start work?” I asked him, hoping to change the subject.
    “On Monday.” He said without looking at me.
    “Okay.” I said simply, not wanting to engage him too much if he was going to be in a bad mood. Ugh, I was so annoyed that he was annoyed with me. Didn’t he understand what I was going through? Not that it was exactly fair to him. I knew that he was in a bad situation. Or maybe bad wasn’t the right word. Maybe it was a weird situation. For both of us. I mean I hadn’t foreseen any of this happening. It’s not like it was my fault.
    “I should spank you.” He muttered under his breath and I looked up at him, my face warm.
    “You wish.”
    “I do.” He said and then he looked up at me. “I want to put you over my lap right now.”
    “I think you’re a pervert.” I shook my head at him and he laughed.
    “You gave me a lap dance at an office party, you’re not really one to talk. Ms. Pervert.”
    “Touché.” I stuck my tongue out at him and I saw his eyes staring at my lips again.
    “I’d rather you did touché me.” He winked and we both laughed light-heartedly. For a few seconds, I felt like everything was okay between us again. I felt like we were both starting off on the same foot again. “Right between my legs.”
    “Scott.” I groaned at him and I wondered if it would be so bad if I reached under the table to give him a little rub. “Eliza.” I mumbled to myself under my breath, wanting to tell myself off. Of