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another one that was more sinister,
something that she thoroughly didn’t expect. What kind of a
question was that? What the heck?
    For a moment, she just gaped at him. She
completely lost her wits and her goddamned tongue. Her cheeks were
burning unabashedly, and she knew that she was blushing like
hell!
    For the past few months, she had been in a lot
of job interviews, some were really nerve-wracking. She was never
thrown such a question. It was indeed ridiculous, not the usual
witty question that she had to answer in a smart way, so she
struggled to rake her brain for a meaty answer.  God, what had
she gotten herself into with?
    "Don't get me wrong," he said
defensively when he saw her reaction. He straightened his back with
an air of confidence. "You are applying as my wife and baby momma,
Katrina, and I'm just making sure that you're fit for the role. I
hope you understand." His eyebrows cocked as he
explained.
    “ Of course!” she answered in
reflex. She just sighed silently. She was really having a stupid
brain freeze. Well, he was right. His question was legit. She just
took it in a bad light. “So how many kids do you want? Two? Three?
A dozen? I can definitely give you those,” she blurted like crazy.
Then, she realized how awkward she sounded. And she wanted to punch
herself, right in the face.
    What happened to her? Why couldn’t
she pull her thoughts properly and act cool? Well, blame this
gorgeous billionaire and his chinky, gray eyes! He was the sole
reason why she felt like an empty potato.
    He laughed, quite amused by her
answer. And she was mesmerized by how his eyes slanted even more,
how his Adam’s apple moved up and down his throat, how his laughter
filled the room. “Well, a dozen will do,” he was shaking his head
gently when he answered.
    Her jaw dropped in surprise. Of
course, she was just joking when she said a dozen. She couldn’t
imagine herself giving birth to a dozen children! My, that would be
a hard thing to do. She wasn’t a swine, for crying out
loud!
    He laughed again, louder this time
around, as she gaped at him with mouth wide open. “Did I scare you
with that?” he asked. His eyes were twinkling as he looked at
her.
    She pursed her lips when their eyes
met, still in a state of shock. Why was she so transparent? She
disliked it when he could read her mind. It was
embarrassing.
    He turned serious. “Okay, one kid
will do. I just need an heir,” he formally whispered after a few
moments.
    “ That’s good to know.” She sighed
in relief.
    Whew! At least, she wouldn’t become
a babymaking factory. She tried to pull a smile.
    His eyes lingered at her again, and
chills were starting to creep in her spine. His pinkie ran over his
lower lip once more, a gesture that she was getting familiar to,
yet still makes her skin tingle every time he would do
that.
    “ So… are you good in bed?” he asked
saltily. His voice became a soft growl.
    The smile on her lips immediately
disappeared. His heated gaze burned not just her cheeks more, but
her entire body. And his question… Goodness! But it flipped her
wits.
    Was she good in bed? It was a
totally crazy question for someone like her who haven’t had any
intimate experience with the opposite sex. But she wasn’t
completely naïve either. She’d had sex education, had read books
discussing about sex and romance, and she’d heard tales of sexual
conquests from her friends, so she wasn’t completely
clueless.
    And she was here now, applying as
his wife and baby momma, and of course, it was expected that she
was good in bed. The competition was tough, and she had to be
really competitive.
    “ Of course, I am!” Her answer made
her blush to the roots of her hair. And it was a good thing that
she didn’t choke on it.
    His smile broadened, openly pleased
by her answer. His pearly set of white teeth flashed, and she
blinked. “That’s my kind of girl.” He was grinning from ear to
ear.
    Just like what she expected. Well,
it