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head and managed to look sheepish. "Just the beginning, I assume?" I nodded. "So hes mad at me, not you?" "Actually, I think were both the enemy," I said with a wry smile, remembering the events of the previous afternoon. If Sim had been left half as sexually frustrated as I was, it was pretty certain he wasnt fond of me anymore. Forster watched as I played absentmindedly with the rim of my teacup. His own smile had morphed from flirtatious to slightly sarcastic. "He thinks Im trying to steal you from under his nose, doesnt he?" Something in his voice hinted there was more history between father and son than I could ever suspect. "I take it that Im not the first?" I asked. "Ah… no." Forster looked abashed. "We seem to have similar taste in women." "How convenient," I murmured into my tea, ignoring Forsters eloquent grin. I wasnt interested in being caught between the two of them. Forster was a handsome man and the attention was extremely flattering, but Forster was too complicated, too much effort. Besides, somehow I didnt feel as if I could trust him. Sim was easy, every thing he thought and felt was written across his face, but his father was a different story. I knew Id never truly know where I stood with Simeon Forster Senior, which left me feeling acutely regretful that at that moment I had no idea where I stood with Simeon Forster Junior either. "I have to fix things with Sim," I said, trying out a weak smile. "Would he be in the office today?" Forster nodded. "Hes always in the office; he practically lives there. Do you have a plan?" I considered Forster for a moment. Every inch of his appearance was perfectly tailored and impeccably pressed. He exuded confidence and power and had a smile which I didnt doubt was capable of defeating many a stronger woman than I. I knew it would be easier to get Simeon Forster Senior, but it certainly wouldnt be easier keeping him. I shrugged in response to Forsters question. "No plan," I confessed. "Ill just be my usual charming self." Id meant to be sarcastic, but Forsters answered smile was sexy and knowing. I averted my gaze from his own; it was too much like Sims for comfort. "I think that will work," Foster chuckled. ------- I loitered in the lobby, partly from nerves and partly because I didnt think showing up to apologize to Sim while trailing in the wake of his father was a particularly good idea. I tried to give myself time to allow my racing heart to slow and my frantic brain to compose itself, but neither worked under the cold glare of the perfectly blond receptionist who watched my pacing with thinly veiled interest. Vaguely, I wondered if Sim had ever slept with her. It was much easier navigating the maze of cubicles at Logan, Richardson, and Monk the second time and Sims small office was exactly where Forster had told me it would be. The door was


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