His grin widened for a brief moment. And did those eyes of his glance downward? Lana wasn’t sure because it was only a brief flash, then he was looking right back into her hazel eyes once again. “I don’t want to buy any of your businesses. I know that you can’t legally do that. The terms of your father’s will were very strict.”
Wait – he knew about the terms of her father’s will? Her mouth fell open in shock. “How…how do you know about what’s in my father’s will?” she squeaked out, even more…impressed because her father’s will was private. No one but her father’s attorney and Lana knew about what her father had demanded of her. So yeah, she was more than a little impressed. And terrified. And overwhelmed. How in the world could he know?!
“It doesn’t matter how I know,” he replied smoothly and stood up, moving around to the other side of the desk. Immediately, Lana stood up, not wanting to be so much lower than this man.
“I know that your father’s will declared that you couldn’t sell off any part of the business. Everything he owned, right up until the point of his unexpected heart attack, will go to your husband.”
She wanted to step back, but seeing him this close reminded her of those few minutes in his arms, swaying gently to the music. But she hadn’t heard the music that night. Every ounce of her mind, her body, had been focused only on this man and trying not to let him know how intensely confused she’d felt when he held her like that.
Taking a deep breath, she shook her head, trying to banish the image from her mind and the feelings from her body. Those blasted memories were…warped! She’d magnified them in her mind over time. There was no way she was accurately remembering her body’s reaction because she would never betray her father by…reacting in that way to his foremost enemy!
So what if she’d had a few erotic dreams featuring that dance and this man? He’d never know about those dreams! Ever!
Her chin lifted slightly in an attempt to appear more confident than she felt. “Okay, so you know about the private details of my father’s sexist will. Should I be impressed that you have super-secret spies that are everywhere? Your information doesn’t change the details.” She shrugged slightly. “I don’t see how that is relevant.”
He buttoned his suit coat as he looked down at her, his icy eyes not revealing anything.
“I want to be your husband.” He pulled a card out of his pocket, wrote something on the back, then laid the card on the edge of her desk. “This is my private number. Call me when you’re ready to talk.”
And with those words, he left her with her mouth hanging open and no pithy response to toss back at him.
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