Work

One boy at work looks at me a lot. I smile the first time, second-third time what to do? If I look away I will feel like a fucking Saira Banu, fuckers.
So I called him and told him to research something for me-he's junior to me.
He said OK and returned with good stuff which I will pass off as my own.
But now he has started looking at me even more.
Is this how women feel when they say eve-teased, eve-teased?