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train.
     
“Oh, God,” I breathe. My eyes go wide and I look at Quinn.
     
“What?” she asks. I swallow hard and fight the blush I can feel creeping up
my neck into my cheeks.
     
“Quinn,” I sputter. “It’s him.”
     
Her eyebrows dip into a confused scowl, “It’s him who?” We step into my
office and I shut the door quickly.
     
“It’s him, Quinn.”
     
“What are you talking about, Cass?”
    “Kyler. He’s the one I dreamt about this morning.”I bury my face in my hands
to hide my mortification. I risk a peek through my fingers and see Quinn’s
shoulders shaking with her quiet laughter. “Quinn,” I whine. “It’s not funny.” I
slap her on the arm.
    “You’re right,” she replies between laughs. “It’s not funny. It’s hilarious.” I
throw my hands up in defeat and grab my little make up bag to start applying
my make-up.
Quinn comes to stand next to me. “Are you sure it was him?” she asks seriously. All the laughter is gone from her face.
    “Yes. I said his name and told him to-” my mouth snaps shut before I divulge
any more humiliating information about my naughty dream. Quinn smirks
and I bite my lip to stifle the giggle I feel crawling up my throat.
    “I don’t blame you. He’s a catch and I hear he’s certainly not lacking down
south,” Quinn concedes. She grabs the eye shadow from my hands and spins
me so that I’m facing her.
“I didn’t know you knew him,” I say quietly while she applies some color to
my eyelids.
    “Not very well. I just know our parents are acquaintances. Kyler has a bit of a
reputation and he’s a few years older than us so we never really hung out,” she
states. My thoughts drift back to the redhead we saw pawing him earlier and
my face twists into a scowl involuntarily.
“Was that his girlfriend down in the lobby?” I ask, trying to sound indifferent.
I fail miserably. I open my eyes to find Quinn studying me.
    “No,”she replies.“But they attend most of the social events together throughout the year. It’s no secret that they’re using each other for sex.” I don’t know
why, but a sudden heaviness settles in my belly. Quinn checks her watch. “You
better skedaddle. You’re going to be late,” she tells me.
“See you at lunch?” I ask on my way out. She nods and we head in opposite
directions.
    I walk into the boardroom a minute before our meeting starts and almost fall
out of my chair when Kyler walks in behind his father. Robert Knight is one
of the nicest men I have ever met. He is a tall man, although not as tall as his
son, and has a slight belly. His face is warm and inviting and even on a bad
day, he is always smiling. Mia, our overly enthusiastic publishing intern who’s
sitting next to me, battles to suppress her excitement when she spots Kyler and
giggles in her seat. That’s when I notice that most of the women, married or
not, are staring open mouthed. The room goes quiet.
    “Good morning everyone,”Robert greets.There’s an incoherent mumble from
the men in the room while the women continue to eye fuck Kyler. “This is my
son, Kyler.” Robert continues, oblivious to those of us who look like panting
dogs in heat. “From today, he will be working for Knight Media.”
    He grins proudly at his son, who acknowledges us with a simple nod.
“Right, then,” he pats Kyler on the back. “We’ll leave you kids to it.” He walks
out and Kyler lingers a moment longer, locking his eyes with mine. His glare
makes me shiver and I see his lip curl up in amusement. Shmuck. When he
leaves, the women all sigh, chatting excitedly amongst themselves before our
immediate boss, Kevin, takes charge.
    I don’t hear a thing he says. Only when we’re dismissed, do I stop thinking
about him. I spend the rest of my day locked up in my office, buried beneath
piles of unsolicited manuscripts, in hopes of forgetting about Kyler.
No.Such.Luck.
~ Kyler ~
    When my father asked me to start