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‘Why?’ She whispered the request, as if the intimacy of his answer warranted such secrecy. Alex Lancaster—full of intriguing contradictions?
‘Personal reasons.’ The pitch of his voice lifted a fraction. ‘I had a sister.’
Had?
‘Let me offer a sweetener.’
He didn’t want to talk about his sister. This she understood. She had no-go areas in her past too.
‘Lancaster IT’s marketing contract is up for renewal in two months. If you help me out with Able-Active the contract is yours.’
She gasped. ‘Regardless of how good my work is? That’s ridiculous.’
Was he mad? How had he become so successful so young? Rash decisions and financial extravagance wouldn’t have cut it. She’d been right about him. Reckless.
‘Just do what you did for Kids Count and I’ll be happy.’
Mmm... What would a happy Alex look like? Libby vacillated. Sonya was right. A high-profile account like his would shunt their company into the big league. Finally reward them for years of hard work. Surely she could control her startling attraction to him for long enough to get the job done and get out? And hadn’t she been hoping to attract new business while here in the UK? This was a dream scenario landing in her lap.
Still she wavered.
A compromise?
‘Perhaps Sonya could mock up some drafts and I’ll step in once she goes on maternity leave.’
That made no sense. What was wrong with her? She flushed, knowing Sonya could hear the gibberish coming out of her mouth. Libby was here. Sonya was in New York and about to deliver her baby any day.
‘I want you.’
Not fair.
She closed her eyes as her overactive libido spun off into fantasyland, taking her pounding heart along for the ride. How would it feel to be the recipient of that bare statement in another time, another context? Would he give her what her body clearly craved? A couple of mind-blowing orgasms? Nothing more. Would she concede to his control, loosen the tight command she subjected every aspect of her own life to just for one blissful minute? Give him everything?
She slowed her rapid breaths and mentally slapped herself. She was a hard-assed career woman. She employed twenty people, won lucrative contracts and industry awards. She didn’t crumble when faced with an attractive employer. No matter how intense his golden eyes or how sin-dipped his gravelly voice. And, these days, she never conceded control. It wasn’t worth the risk.
But this made good business sense. A connection of this visibility would allow her to pick and choose Sonya’s stand-in. And by the time her friend returned from maternity leave they’d be ready to take on the world.
She’d have to be careful. Despite her daydreams, a man like Alex would quickly take anything she gave.
She sucked in a breath, confident in her abilities to handle him. Decided, she was all business.
‘I’ll have my assistant contact yours to make the arrangements.’ Libby lifted her chin, although she knew he couldn’t see the gesture.
‘I’ll have the contracts drawn up.’
She could almost hear his victory grin slither down the phone line.
‘Pleasure doing business with you, Mr Lancaster.’
She hung up, all the air leaving her in rush, one word lingering in her dry mouth. Pleasure. Would it be?
When her face felt cooler to the touch, she turned back to her laptop screen and her colleagues.
Their grins said it all.
Damn. What had she done?
Copyright © 2018 by JC Harroway
ISBN-13: 9781488082382
Ruled
Copyright © 2018 by Anne Marsh
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