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"Are you going to fight me on everything?" Daniel asked dryly. "Because despite what you might think, I do know what I'm doing."
I slid my glasses up to my forehead to rub the throbbing spot between my eyebrows. With my eyes closed it was easier to forget about Daniel, to ignore his magnetic presence as he paced. I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything.
"Are you sulking? Don't be so childish." Daniel drawled cruelly. "This isn't personal, Clara. It's my job."
"This isn't personal?" I practically jumped out of my chair, striding aggressively across the room to face him. "It's your job?" I stood on my tip toes, trying to look Daniel in the eye; sometimes being short was such an inconvenience. "Was it your job to kiss me? To take me home the other night? To say what you said to me in the boardroom yesterday? You've been mixing professional and personal since we were partnered together, Daniel. How the hell am I supposed to keep it all straight?"
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