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his eyes off the screen. Angela sighed to herself and leaned back against her chair. She knew that he hated discussing the future or talking about feelings but she couldn’t help herself. She had to know where they were going.
                  His reply finally arrived and it was with some trepidation that she opened the e-mail.
                  First of all, please don’t discuss our sex life with Lilly. She’s my staff and I’d prefer it if she doesn’t know about what I do - or don’t do - in bed.
                  Secondly, we had this discussion before. I’d rather not put a label on our relationship. We have plenty of time to think about the future. Why do you always need to plan everything, baby?
                  I need to leave early tonight. I have a meeting with Greenwall regarding the merger. We can talk more about this over dinner. Moonlight picnic on the beach okay? I’ll have Josh pick you up at eight.
                  Dimitri Fox,
                  CEO
                  Fox Enterprises
                  Angela gritted her teeth, punching furiously on the keys.
                  For your information, I don’t discuss our sex life with Lilly. And, no, I’m not free tonight.
                  Angela Banner,
                  Marketing Executive
                  Fox Enterprises
                  She looked up to see him chuckling at his screen. She watched, with narrowed eyes, as he closed his laptop screen and picked up his coat. Then, as an afterthought, he grabbed green folder and tucked it under his arm. She didn’t lower her glare as he approached her table, a deadpan look on his face.
                  “Angela, can you please check the presentation and let me know your thoughts?” He said loudly. “Thanks.”
                  He leaned towards her to drop the folder on her desk, his lips brushing her earlobe in the process. She bit back a gasp as he placed a strong, firm hand on her bare leg.
                  “I don’t care if you’re free or not. We’re having dinner tonight. I’ll bring the food.”
                  “Asshole,” she muttered under her breath, keeping her eyes firmly latched to her laptop screen.
                  He was still laughing as he walked away from her cubicle.

Chapter 5
                  Angela seriously deliberated not meeting him for dinner. He could send his driver over for all she cared but she was beyond sick of him constantly brushing her off whenever she tried to discuss something unrelated to sex. Yet, as eight edged nearer, she knew that she had no choice. Truth be told, somewhere along the line she had fallen in love with her boss. She had no idea when - or how - but the crush she’d had on him had quickly morphed into something deeper. As much as she tried to ignore it, she knew that he didn’t feel the same about her and he’d made that clear from the very start. It was going to be just sex. Nothing more.
                  Still, she found herself reaching for her skimpiest denim shorts and pink tank top that hinted at her bare waist. She slipped into a pair of bronze gladiator sandals and as an afterthought grabbed a blanket and two towels from the linen closet. She glanced out at the window on her way downstairs. It was already twilight.
                  Yeah, that’s’ exactly what you need, she inwardly berated herself. A moonlight picnic on the beach with the man who doesn’t do romance.
                  She was surprised to see his limousine already outside her house when she walked out. A uniformed driver got out and tipped his cap at her.
                  “Hello, Josh,” she smiled at him. “Thanks for picking me up.”
                  “It’s my pleasure, ma’am.” He handed