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inside, concern on her face. “You okay?”
    I nodded, offering a weak smile. “Just peachy.”
    “I’m sorry about him being in your office. I tried to stop him, but –”
    “Don’t worry about,” I said. “He’s not the type of guy who does well with being told no.”
    She looked at me, tilting her head. “You sure you’re okay?”
    I leaned my head back against my chair. “Oh, I’m just perfect. All I need to do is find a fiancée by tomorrow morning.”
    Olivia chuckled. “Is that all? Shouldn’t be too hard.” She gestured out the door. “There’s a whole casino of women out there who would love to be your fiancée.”
    I sat up, a smile spreading slowly across my face. “You’re right.” I stood up and had to resist the urge to kiss her as I headed out the door.
    “Where are you going?” she asked.
    “To find a fiancée.”
    “Seriously?”
    “Seriously.” With any luck, a certain curvy blonde would still be down there somewhere, because having an excuse to spend more time with Krista would make the whole pretend-engagement thing bearable.

Chapter 6: Krista
    Crap! Crap! Double crap! How hard could it be to do a job that consisted primarily of showing your boobs and butt while delivering drinks? Apparently, it was a lot harder than I had anticipated. As soon as the HR manager heard me say I didn’t have at least a year’s experience as a server, the conversation was basically over, with her pointing out that as one of Vegas’ premiere destination spots, Sinsations wasn’t in the habit of hiring people without experience.
    The only helpful thing she did was point me towards a couple of other casinos that didn’t require experience. She also pointed out that they were off the Strip and older, which would be reflected in the pay. On the bright side, I’d qualify to work at Sinsations in a year. On the not-so-bright side, I’d probably be homeless before the year was up. Living in Vegas wasn’t cheap, and even if I resorted to only eating one meal every other day, I wouldn’t be able to make my meager savings stretch that far.
    For just a split-second, I considered looking for Lucifer. He seemed interested in seeing me dressed as one of his angels – well, actually he seemed interested in seeing me naked – but maybe he could get me hired here without the experience. He had seemed to imply that hiring me wouldn’t be a big deal, or maybe that was just a line to try and get into my pants again.
    Ugh! As lovely as the idea was, I knew I’d hate myself if I slept my way into a job, and then there was the whole issue with him being bad news. I shook my head. No. Best to walk out of this place and never come back. There were plenty of casinos to choose from.
    “Well hey there, my sexy angel. I thought I might have lost you for good.”
    Crap! How’s that old saying go? Speak of the devil and up he jumps? Turns out it’s true. I turned towards the voice behind me, intending to slap on a fake smile, but the fake smile became the real thing when my eyes fell upon his tall frame in that elegant suit. Damn! He looked good enough to eat with a spoon, his suit jacket hugging his broad shoulders and biceps, the first two buttons of his white dress shirt unbuttoned, showing just a hint of chest hair. I guess you didn’t have to bother with ties when you were the boss.
    “Hi,” I said, my cheeks growing warm as his eyes followed my curves from head to toe and back again, lingering over my breasts. I swear if those sexy emerald eyes had been able to, they would’ve burned a hole right through my shirt and bra. I couldn’t help the shiver that ran down my spine from the intensity of his gaze. Finally, after what seemed like forever, his eyes rose and met mine. It didn’t make things any better. My stomach suddenly felt like it had a hundred butterflies in it, with all of them taking off and flying at once.
    “You still interested in working for me?”
    I swallowed, my mouth suddenly going