After Wendy returned to Christian's office, he took her hand and led her up the stairs. Wendy flung his hand away forcefully. She stopped short as she said sternly, "I only agreed to be your assistant. I hope that there will not be physical contact between us again in the future."
Christian chuckled. He said, "Wendy, what am I trying to achieve by making you my assistant?"
"You want to anger Michael," answered Wendy.
"That's right. This is why physical contact between us is necessary," said Christian with a thoughtful look on his face. Smiling, he continued, "But don't worry, I know that there is a line you cannot bring yourself to cross. How about we just limit ourselves to physical touch?
"No way," Wendy rejected him immediately, "If that's the case, I think I may not be qualified for this job."
