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you,” he said. “If you have no interest at all in sleeping with me, I will back off gracefully.”
    Olivia bit her bottom lip.
    “You seem to be pretty confident that I want to sleep with you in the first place,” Olivia said. She felt her heart beating faster. “I’m…I’m not the one-night-stand type, I’m not the mistress type.”
    Robert looked at her closely for a long moment, and Olivia felt her heart beating even faster, her cheeks heating up as she blushed.
    “I have ways of knowing,” Robert said lowly. “I respect that you can tell me no at any time, and I will never hold that against you.” There was something in his voice—almost a low growl—that gave Olivia a shiver. “For now, why don’t you enjoy dessert, and we can discuss the next thing in its own time.”
    Olivia wasn’t sure how she managed to have another glass of wine; she had told herself that she was only going to have one drink. But she was sipping her third glass, eating something that tasted absolutely delicious—something with black currants and chocolate, that she had never tasted before in her life. Olivia was telling him about her less-professional side, telling Robert about the fun times she had had in college instead of her studies. She wasn’t sure how she had managed to open up so much to him.
    In her own turn, Olivia found Robert opening up to her—though there was something strangely curt about his disclosures, as if he was cutting himself off just short of revealing some piece of information.
    He told her about his father, about growing up as the wealthy son of a billionaire. He joked about his partying ways; Olivia couldn’t quite find herself as attracted to him when he mentioned some of the more extreme pursuits he had followed up until his father had passed away. Olivia had always thought that life itself was already full of risks. She had never been terribly fond of the idea of sleeping around, for either men or women. But he said that he was putting that behind him.
    “I’ve been informed by my mother, among others, that it’s my responsibility to find someone to settle down with,” Robert said, pushing his dessert plate lightly aside. “So I must put my bachelor ways behind me.”
    “You don’t sound all that enthusiastic,” Olivia said, raising an eyebrow.
    “Well, I thought I’d have a few more years,” Robert admitted. “But I have come around to the idea more recently.” He smiled. “You seem tired, Olivia. Why don’t we go somewhere else? Those shoes you’re wearing look like they’re murder on your feet.”
    Olivia glanced at the ground. He was right; she had only been counting on wearing the shoes for maybe a couple of hours at most—not through two separate interviews and lunch. “Where did you want to go?”
    Robert considered for a moment, and she felt and saw his gaze trail over her body, from her face downward. It was as if he was savoring the sight of her; it wasn’t quite like he was leering at her.
    “Do you trust me, Olivia?” Olivia bit her bottom lip, meeting his gaze as her heart beat faster in her chest once more. Did she trust him? She wasn’t sure how she felt about Robert Lowe, but did she trust him? What would it mean to trust a man like him? He had given her, at least he said he had given her, an honest opportunity to try for a job, and he had hired her without even asking her to sleep with him.
    He made it clear, in words at least, that he did not intend to hold her sleeping with him or not, over her head. If she went with him, she could expect him to be discreet.
    Before she could answer, Robert’s phone chirped. His features fell briefly into an irritated expression, but he slipped the phone out of his pocket, gesturing for Olivia to wait for just a moment. He read something on his screen and she saw a flicker of some deeper emotion that disappeared so quickly she thought she might have imagined it.
    Then Robert put his phone back into his pocket and turned