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You Can't Lie to Love

Ria

I don't know how long it's been like this. I've been working here for the past two years and it suddenly decides to hit me now. How am I going to hide this? I work with people who are lie detectors for God's sake. I especially can't be around him. Out of all of us, he's the best. He'll probably fire me, or worse: make me quit. I know I have to be quiet and hide this from the other workers. Otherwise, they're going to know something's up. What if his ex-wife Zoe found out? She's so gorgeous, so deadly; it's no secret that they are still… well, shagging. Or Emily? She's like a little sister to me. I can't lose her over something like this. How can I compare to Zoe or Cal's longtime friend Gillian? What will I do when the rumors start spreading like wildfire? God, I never expected this to ever happen. Really, me? Ria Marie Torres? How come me? I knew I would develop feelings for him when he helped me with my sister. Even worse was showing up to this house, drunk off my ass, while trying to shove my tongue down his throat. But God, just he's so perfect. That accent drives me crazy. His scent when he's near drives me up the wall. It feels like he's staring into my soul when those hazel eyes look into my own. I can't explain how much I admire him, how much I look up to him. But it's much more than that. I have to watch my back now, especially with him. I can't let anyone know that I'm head over heels in love with Cal Lightman.

I ran my hands over my face, flipping a lock of hair out of my eyes. I looked down at the paperwork surrounding my desk. I had a million things to do, but I couldn't bring myself to do anything. He was stuck on my mind like peanut butter. I had to do something about this, or else it was going to end up eating me alive. But, what is there to do? Nothing, of course. Just go back to work like everything is fine. Just get paid for this job. But that wasn't enough for me.

"Why so stressed, Ria-Lia?"

I jumped as I turned to face Loker, his blue eyes twinkling and a smirk filling out his face. I groaned and let my head fall back on the desk, my forehead landing with a gentle thump.

"I'm not stressed," I mumbled to the piles of paper under me.

"That's not what I see," Loker said, his smirk widening.

"What the hell do you care, Loker?"

"Meow! Sounds like someone's having a bad day. What's up, babe?" Loker said as he sat in the chair next to me, propping his feet on top of all the paperwork.

"Not having a bad day, just tired," I hissed as I shoved his feet off. They fell to the floor with a bang.

"Sounds like you need some good ol' Loker loving," Loker joked with a grin. I rolled my eyes as I took a deep breath.

"I don't need any of your loving right now." Loker faked a puppy pout.

"Ria, admit it, you love me and want me so badly that it irks your bones." I turned around to look at Loker, my face serious.

"Is it written on my face?" I asked huskily. Loker smiled as raised his hand to caress my face.

"I can write it on much more than that."

I rolled my eyes and took his hand off my face, gently replacing it on his lap. "I don't think so."

Loker pouted again and crossed his arms like a child. A few seconds passed before I blurted out, "Loker… Have you ever been in love?"

Loker's eyes lit up and he grinned. "Is that what this is? Love?" I rolled my eyes once again.

"Not with you, dummy."

"Hmm… Why do you ask, Ria?" I shrugged.

"Just curious."

"Yeah. Been there, done that, but if that's what this is all about… Got a hot date tonight?"

"Not exactly—"

"I know! How about we get you pretty? What's in your purse? Got any makeup?" Loker said eagerly as he grabbed my purse from under the desk and began pulling things out. He threw my wallet on the desk and went for my small makeup bag.

"Excuse me! Personal!" I yelled as I tried for the purse. He pulled out my body spray and spritzed me with it to the point where I couldn't breathe. I coughed and fanned my nose with my hand.

"Loker! What the hell?" I said as I grabbed a pen and chucked it at his head. He dodged the pen and threw it back at me, hitting my temple.

Gillian walked in, beautiful as ever, and raised an eyebrow when she spotted me and Loker. She sniffed once and wrinkled her nose.

"What is that smell? My goodess I can smell all the way down the hall," Gillian said, pinching her nose. I pointed my index finger at Loker. He held up his hands in mock innocence. Gillian shook her head, a smile on her face, and walked over to the computers to begin her case study.

I sucked in my breath, my heart falling, as Cal walked in with a piece of paper in his hand, looking amazing as ever. He sniffed once, twice and in disgust said, "Bloody hell, what is that smell? Did Victoria's Secret come into town?"

I took in another breath as Cal walked out, exhaling when I thought the coast was clear. Loker looked over at me and I panicked slightly, fearing he had heard me, but I remembered to keep my cool.

"Yes?" I said, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Hmm… Scared of the boss? In trouble?" he asked.

"You could say that," I lied smoothly. Loker bought it and turned around in his chair, returning to work on his case study. I swiveled my own chair to face my desk, Cal once again on my mind.