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I hadn't dressed for seduction, but I wasn't a total slob either. In truth, it had taken me a painfully long time to select the simple navy skirt and casual short-sleeved top that I'd finally settled on, onlyafterrejecting at least five other outfits.
It wasn't that I'd wanted to impress him, but Ihadbeen determined to not humiliate myself – or to give him yet another reason to scorn me.
Turns out, I shouldn't've bothered.
"Good," I said. "BecauseI'mnot interested either."
And I wasn't.Oh sure, he might be every other girl's fantasy, but hesowasn't mine – not anymore.
Over the last few years, I'd spent a lot time thinking about him, wishing that I could've done things differently. And then, when he'd hit it big, I'd been obscenely happy for him.
I wasstillhappy for him, or at least I tried to be, but he was proving to be such a jackass that my lingering guilt was quickly morphing into something else.Annoyance? Hatred? Raw loathing?
I wasn't sure, but Ididknow that four months in his company would be no picnic.
Wordlessly, he turned once again to head up the stairs, leaving me to follow obediently after him. I stood my ground for a long moment before heaving a sigh and stomping up after him.
At the top of the stairway, he turned to the left, not bothering to look back to confirm that I was still following. No doubt, he couldhearme, considering that I wasn't treading lightly.
A few paces down the hall, he stopped and pushed open a door, revealing a spacious bedroom, lavishly decorated in all pink. I frowned. The pink was the same shade as my work uniform – the walls, the bedspread, and cripes, even the carpet.
It was like Pinkie's Waffle Palace on steroids, well, if Pinkie's décor was new and expensive, that is. Still, that shade of pink couldn’t be a coincidence. And it reallywashideous.
When I turned to give Flynn a questioning look, he said, "Your bedroom."
I froze. "What?"
He gestured toward the room's interior. "This bedroom, it's yours."
"What do you mean it's mine?"
"It's where you'll be staying."
If so, this was news to me – and not welcome news either.
