by Patricia Kay
Alex’s father frowned. P.J. took a deep breath. This was something she needed to do. “I know about Alex’s and his brothers’ agreement with you, Mr. Hunt. Unfortunately, I probably cannot have children. I wish I could, but several specialists have said there’s only a slim chance I can ever become pregnant.”
Alex put his arm around her. “It doesn’t matter to me. We intend to adopt.”
Hearing the firm commitment in his voice, P.J. knew she had never loved him more than she did at this moment.
“How you build your family isn’t important to me, either,” Harrison said. “I’m just glad you want one.” His smile was rueful. “And I hope you’ll be a much better father to your children than I was to you.”
Alex’s smile was slow in coming, and P.J. heard the catch in his voice as he said, “You did your best.”
“It wasn’t good enough,” Harrison said. He turned his gaze to P.J. “You’ll keep him on the straight and narrow, though, won’t you?”
P.J. chuckled. “Absolutely.”
“Come here, my dear,” Harrison said. “Let me give you a proper hug. And welcome to our family.”
After a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek, Harrison said, “Let’s go into my study. We’ll have our champagne there and you can tell me all about yourself, P.J. And Alex? Nothing you’ve told me today affects the foundation or your brothers. As far as I’m concerned, you’ve fulfilled your part of our bargain.” He smiled at P.J. again. “And I’d say you’ve fulfilled it extremely well.”
Later, as they drove away, P.J. said, “Alex, since you didn’t buy me a Christmas present…” She held up her left hand so she could see her rings sparkle in the sunlight. “Engagement and wedding rings don’t count…there’s something I really want.”
Smiling over at her, Alex said, “Anything. Just name it.”
“I want you to take me to meet your mother. I think it’s time you mended that fence, too, don’t you?”
He didn’t answer for a few seconds, and she thought he was going to say no.
“I won’t take no for an answer,” she teased. “I’ll keep after you until you finally say yes.”
“You won’t have to,” he finally said, tenderness and love in his voice. “You know what? Today, listening to my father, seeing how he’s trying to change, I thought the same thing. It’s past time to forgive my mother. Way past time.”
And that was the moment P.J. knew that no matter what life might throw at them in the future, they would be able to handle it.
They were a team.
For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do them part, they were a team.
ISBN: 978-1-4268-1118-0
THE BILLIONAIRE AND HIS BOSS
Copyright © 2008 by Patricia A. Kay
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