He's just so infuriating. A tall, dark-eyed, slow-talkin' cowboy who wants nothing to do with me because he's a card-carrying Republican and I represent everything he hates. Veganism. Bio-diesel cars. Liberal causes. Yeah, you get the idea. I couldn't care less if he (or anyone else) doesn't agree with me. Problem is, our chemistry. There was that one time I saw him naked. (And it was impressive.) That other time we kissed. Oops. Even if we could get past our political differences, there's another big issue. He's now my boss.