Oops! Falling in Love With my CEO by Accident!

the ground, and through the top of his disheveled head I can see the white teeth of his smile, then

t I'm saying – "I've never met you before, and that was a real honor, but you need to stop doing all the standard guy pickup moves. They

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s. "Maybe you could help me with my technique." W

the techies who run companies like to sound smart and it works every time

picture as he bur

lthough I'm rather disappointed that you thought it was real; I use it as a standard intelligence test. I try to look de

and lets out a growl from the back of his throat. The sound echoes, making me

utters, looking up at the ceiling as if in

of you. It was genuine, but" (I circle his face with a finger) "I like that a

cal idiot, enjoying the joke far to

crazy?" He responds to my br

it and wave my hand at him in a gesture of rejection. "Yeah Yeah. Bu

, and I'm pretty sure he didn't mean it out loud. He looks away a

d you want me? I'm not

ding a sprinkler in a nearly empty lobby. I say the first thing th

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k through the atriu

u mean? In

. The words stumble too quickly. "But I meant at the meeting. You made a comment about my card a

axes. "I was wondering w

do: a surprisingly common experience for a woman working in this industry. Th

aren't possible," that we should "take the time and think about it." » He makes air quotes with his hands. "As you can probably tell, my nickname around here is Mr. I

ing all that. "Glad

at people too?" Someho

coherent reply. I mumble a "no," turning desperately to focus on where we're going. I'm

downpour hits my shoulders. Traffic rushes by, cars throwing

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er in the lobby, I looked at her pink lips and tight skirt and acted like a typical guy: who was -what was riding in my elevator ? But then she made fun of me and came to my date. So far everything

: the meal, me, the waiter, the event, me again, kissing her on the plays, holding her hand, lifting it and swinging it . Mad. None of these ladies eat . I mean, I get what running my own business gives me, but what do I do ? They care

d I can't look away. Am I a wolf? I don't feel like it, but the media has painted my reputation in a particular lig

smiling in the pouring rain, doing my best