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course. He was going to have to fire Alex; but he also knew that with the resume she handed him, Olivia was not in a position to take over the job that Alex was vacating.
    “You are absolutely right about Alex,” Robert said slowly. “I want to give you an opportunity to interview again -- with someone else.”
    Olivia’s bright eyes narrowed and she looked at him suspiciously. “Who else?”
    Robert shrugged. “I haven’t found his replacement yet; I’ll have to ask our mutual friend, the Human Resources Director, who should be up for it.” Robert fought back the urge to laugh at the look of surprise on Olivia’s face.
    “You’re firing him?”
    Robert smiled slowly. “Well, he’s been working his way towards this for months now. You shouldn’t feel guilty.”
    “I don’t, it’s just…” Olivia shook her head.
    “Alexander Brooke has practically been begging to be fired. Treating job candidates the way you say he treated you is just the final straw.”
    Olivia hesitated for a moment before nodding. “So where does this leave me?”
    Robert smiled again, slowly. “This leaves you with the opportunity to interview again with someone who, I hope, at least, is not a sexist asshole.”
    “How long am I going to have to wait?”
    Robert shrugged. “Why wait? If you’re tired, we can have lunch first; but I can interview you for any position within the company.”  Robert once more fought back the urge to laugh as he saw the surprise on Olivia’s face. “In fact—why don’t we go to lunch, you can have a drink to get rid of all the tension of dealing with that sexist ass and I will interview you for the position?”
    “I shouldn’t drink during a job interview.”
    “You should if your future boss orders you a drink.”
    Olivia looked at him with suspicion in her eyes.
    “Are you actually going to seriously interview me for a job, or is this your way of coming onto me?”
    Robert finally gave into the impulse to laugh.
    “Olivia, I’m a complicated man,” he said, letting his gaze travel over her curvy body quickly. “It’s both.”
    “It can’t be both,” she protested. “If…if you’re trying to make me getting a job here contingent on me sleeping with you, you’re just as bad as Brooke!”
    “It’s not contingent, it’s not even related,” Robert said, shaking his head. “You can try for the job, and you can have lunch with me. If you decide you want to sleep with me, that’s entirely separate. If you decide you don’t want to sleep with me, that’s entirely separate too.”
    “I don’t believe you.”
    Robert held her gaze. “I swear to you, Olivia—if you have lunch with me and turn me down, I will not consider it at all your attempt to work for my company.” In fact, he thought wryly, if you turn me down it would give me even more reason to hire you in the hopes of eventually convincing you. “But I know you wouldn’t accept me just hiring you outright without at least making you jump through a couple of hoops.” Olivia’s cheeks flushed and she pressed her lips together.
    “One thing at a time. Interview me first—honestly. And then…” Olivia’s blush deepened. “And then we can talk about—about anything else.” Robert could smell the nervousness in her pheromones, but also, underneath the scent of her and the anxiety, he caught the scent of something very promising: desire.
    “One thing at a time,” Robert agreed, nodding slowly. “Where would you like to have lunch? Anywhere you’d like.” He watched as Olivia considered the question.
    “There’s a bunch of chains…”
    Robert shook his head.
    “If you’re not willing to volunteer a good restaurant, I will choose. You don’t have any food allergies or anything?” Olivia shook her head. “Then let me just make a quick phone call, and then we will go to lunch.” Robert picked up his phone and dialed Alex’s extension.
    He watched Olivia watching him; Robert could almost see her pulse