My Boss, the Billionaire

I've worked for Leon for two years now. Which means I've been in love with Leon for about, oh, 730 days, give or take.
He's tall, gorgeous, hardworking, and strict. Most of the staff at Noah's Ark are scared of him. But I can handle the Lion King, as I like to call him.
I'm his PA. I book his dental appointments, pick up his dry cleaning, keep his diary, walk his dogs, and organize his accounts.
I know him as well as a wife would, although unfortunately without the added benefits that role would bring.
I'd tell him how I feel, but he's made it quite clear he's against relationships at work, so I know it's never going to happen unless I leave the Ark, and I love my job.
Then, on the day the Prime Minister's supposed to arrive at the Ark, his crazy dog knocks me over and gives me a concussion.
And, as if I'm Snow White needing to be awoken from her slumber, Leon kisses me.
Crap. Now we're in trouble.
How on earth do you un-forget being kissed by your handsome prince?