She Flash-Married To His Rival

'How should I respond to this? How could I not be attracted? But what are we to each other? We're just fake spouses!' Moira sighed inwardly. Casting a quick glance at Barclay, Moira swiftly remarked, "You should go grab dinner. I'm tired. I'm heading back to bed. Goodnight!" With that, she turned on her heels and bolted.

In less than five or six seconds, there was a resounding thud of the door being shut.

Barclay gazed at the closed door of the guest room, a smirk playing on his lips. "You're attracted, aren't you?"

'Hey, great,' thought Barclay.

Lying on the bed, Moira could hear her heart racing. She was glad she had bolted. Otherwise, she might have been in serious trouble.

Juliet was right. Any woman would be intrigued by a man like Barclay.

Moira couldn't help but sigh at her own unwarranted thoughts.

'Get a grip, Moira! You're in a professional partnership now, each taking what you need. When the time comes, you'll part ways and walk your separate paths. Falling for a business partner is just a cliché from novels!' she wondered.

After tearing apart her fantasies, Moira regained some composure.

She realized Barclay's earlier question was probably a test.

been

admitted to herself that she

was just some

But what about her?

to that night, Moira's face felt like

see

of someone while intoxicated was

resolved never to stoop to such

maintain some decorum with Barclay from

wanting to get

made her move. "Ms. Jimenez, you are not drunk, right?" he questioned.

you're out. This is the third time, Ms. Jimenez. Don't forget. We're only

to the incessant ringing of her

at the ceiling and felt shy at the memory of

spoken the truth. She shouldn't indulge in foolish fantasies. Gathering her thoughts, she rose from

to the dining table, she saw Barclay

her. "Didn't