I am so sorry it took me so long to update this story as well! As I said before, I have been working like an insane person! Anyway, I still don't have Internet.

Oh dear I have a serious case of Internet addiction… I guess my symptoms fit the diagnosis. Ops, I think I need professional help…

Well, while I don't have internet to google specialists, I will keep writing.

Still don't own LTM… but I think I will ask the Internet Company to buy it for me as a recompense for the 24 hours I survived without an active connection.

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"Oh, he so wants you and I bet you know it!"

Gillian stopped moving as soon as she heard Loker's comment and turned around to face him. As she didn't announce her move, he almost ran into her. She rested her hands on each hip and looked deeply into his eyes.

Loker, amused with the whole situation, raised an eyebrow in challenge.

"You need to learn when to let go." She said with a serious voice tone.

"And you need to learn how to have some fun." He said matter-of-factly.

"Just because I don't share the definition of fun with you, it doesn't mean I am not having any."

He noticed her almost imperceptive grin and the sparkle in her eyes – he had been trained to see those from a distance and he was just a few inches from her.

"I knew it! You are playing the game!" He said excitedly, studying her face closely.

Her puzzled look made him laugh, causing her to yet again hit him in the arm, this time with more strength.

"What the hell are you talking about?" That expression coming out from her mouth earned a whole new meaning.

"I am talking about the hell you are making him go through." Loker replied, winking at her as he walked to the lab where he needed her help. "But don't worry… your secret is safe with me."

She rolled her eyes at his remark, following his lead. She stopped behind the chair where he sat down. She looked up at the screen as he showed her a few images from a meeting he had had with the chocolate company that had asked them for help.

It seemed like the chocolate company had been accused by a few consumers of selling chocolates already out of date. The company's president had called in desperation, begging them to save the company's good name.

"So, what do you have in mind?" She asked, leaning over his shoulder to reach for one of the buttons on the keyboard as she wanted to go back to one of the first images he had showed her.

"Did you really just ask that?" He inquired suggestively as he looked down from her eyes to her cleavage and then back to her face. He just adored bothering her.

Gillian gave him a look that made him turn back to the screen, not because he was ashamed of what he had just done but because he was trying hard not to just laugh on her face as he knew that if he did that she would probably talk to Cal and he would end up without salary again.

"Anyway, nothing better to find the truth then having the quest intervenient confronted with the reality they fear the most." He said confidently, searching the web for the address from the building where the company had its headquarters.

"So we should go there, try their chocolate and pretend to be having the symptoms the complainers had?"

"We would have to make sure the employees at stake were the ones to serve us too." He said. "We got a list of names by e-mail earlier this afternoon." He added, pointing to the other desk where he had left a printed copy of the document.

"You think that will do?" She asked, going to get the list before returning to her spot.

"I say we roleplay." He completed his plan reassuringly, making his chair spin so that he was now staring directly up at her.

"Sounds like a plan." She said, running a hand through her hair, looking down from the screen to him.

"I guess we have got ourselves a deal." He winked up at her before turning around again.

"Are we still talking about the case?"

"Boss Lady, don't pretend not to understand what is going on."

Gillian sighed deeply, realizing she had just accepted the challenge to prove him wrong about Cal wanting her and, even worse than that, realizing that he was about to start pretending to be interested in her to make Cal jealous.

"And I thought we were already roleplaying…" She answered with a fake coy smile, patting his shoulder before turning around to leave.

"I so knew you were playing!" He said with a smile as he shook his head, not taking his eyes from the computer. "And hey, we are going to have lunch tomorrow."

That last comment made Gillian stop right by the door and turn around yet again.

"Why are you telling me that?" She asked, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

"Because you are a terrible liar."

She rolled her eyes as soon as she heard his answer.

"Have a good night, Loker." She said, leaving the office.

"See? Terrible liar indeed!" He yelled out loud enough from where he was standing so that she would hear him.

"If the Boss knew…" He shook his head yet again before focusing his attention back on the chocolate case.

"This is going to be very interesting." Gillian mumbled to herself, giggling childishly before recomposing herself as she was about to walk back into Cal's office.

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I am so sorry this is short chapter and even sorrier it is kinda crappy… but I am having so much fun with this story already!

I know where this going and I just can't stop laughing at Cal. Poor guy.

Anyway, R&R if you feel like it.

Ya know I luv y'all,

Reesa xx