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shower. Soon the warm water helps me to relax. The pressure of the wide, free-flowing showerhead is the best I’ve ever experienced. Which is not really unexpected given where I am - in a penthouse at Caesar’s Palace.
    Of course, it’s going to be divine. Hell, everything in here is.
    From this all marble ensuite to the state-of-the-art technology interspersed through the rooms…
    From the jetted hot tub in the main bathroom to the wet bar…
    From the separate media room to the spacious dining room, and opulent dark wooden furnishings…
    Oh, I could rave on and on about the luxuriousness of this stunning penthouse. I really should just live it all up while I have the chance.
    After all, this is probably the last business trip I’ll ever take. I don’t see how I can continue to work under Lucas given our choppy relationship. The bickering is too much and the chemistry way too intense for me to keep resisting him.
    No matter how much I want to be repelled by him, my basic sexual and emotional instincts have other ideas.
    As a coping mechanism, I decide to stay locked up in my room for the rest of the night. Tomorrow we’re heading back to New York on the eight-thirty a.m. flight, which leaves me exactly twelve hours to stay away from Lucas.
    Opening my door slightly, I edge out an ear and listen for any sounds.
    Nope. Nothing.
    Dead silence.
    I guess Lucas must have gone out. Probably to gamble and try to seduce another pretty but foolish girl, no doubt. Well, he better not bring her back here. The last thing I want to hear right now is Lucas scoring another glorious touchdown to mark on his bedpost.
    When I reach the stainless steel kitchenette, I haul open the minibar and take out the small bottles of both white and red wine, as well as the gin and tonic.
    From the bench goodies, I grab some salted peanuts, a bag of chips and a chocolate bar - perfect movie accompaniments.
    Yes… I know. I scream “total girl” at the moment. But hey I’m still in love with a total dick, who is now my boss, and now I’m going to have to quit my job because of him.
    Therefore, I think I deserve to get tipsy and veg out on the sofa with an in-house movie.
    After deciding to risk Lucas coming home before midnight, I plonk down on the neutral-toned sofa that’s worthy of royalty and flick through my options on the TV. I feel like something classic. Something with empowering women.
    Gone With The Wind … too serious.
    South Pacific … too sad.
    Calamity Jane … now you’re talking!
    It never ceases to amaze me; every time I watch this movie, I end up loving it more and more. The characters. The strong, confident Calamity. The songs. The love rectangle between her, Wild Bill Hickok, Katie, and Danny…
    It’s hands down my favorite movie of all time.
    When the scene in which Calamity and Wild Bill hook up comes on, my otherwise happy, buzzing self does a 180. The feisty heroine and equally tempered hero are now locked in a tight embrace.
    And my secret love’s, no secret, anymore…
    Before I know it, just hearing that damn song, opens up the floodgates.
    Memories of Lucas and me pour through my mind: us going for it in the back of the Beamer; deliberately ignoring each other afterward at school; reading about his love life in the papers; seeing him from afar at the office while I still worked under his uncle; him teasing and flirting with me at my dad’s house; the kiss on the beach; my hand on his cock as we stood in the doorway; and the witty, lascivious banter we can’t help but bounce off each other…
    Oh, what an incredible mindfuck this all is!
    Whoever came up with the words, Love is a Battlefield , weren’t fucking joking.
    Just to make myself feel even shittier, I conjure up my recent breakup with Jake. So we were only dating for three months, but man had he been a charmer. He told me that the moment our mutual friend, Nikki, introduced me, he knew I was his type. Whatever that meant.
    “Has anyone ever told you