From Boardroom to Bedroom

No, she wouldn’t lose sight of why she was here. Her job was to find what she needed to secure her and her brothers’ family legacy. Nothing more.

If maintaining her cover meant that her business ideas helped Nigel and she assisted in making any part of his team stronger, that would just be extra.

Sophie figured by the end of this charade everyone would win.

* * *

Nigel was still smiling when Roslyn arrived at the penthouse suite. He should’ve kept this meeting in his office, all professional, but that was not what had come out of his mouth, so here they were.

The woman was quite intriguing. He didn’t know her well, but everything he’d uncovered so far seemed so fascinating. The fact she’d basically called his staff incompetent both irked and amused him. He couldn’t wait to see what she thought she knew that could beat the carefully crafted plans from the well-educated, experienced team he’d personally vetted for these positions.

Maybe her ideas held merit or maybe she was just full of herself. Either way, he admired her for having the confidence to speak up...as if he needed more reasons to find her attractive.

Today she wore a fitted pair of black ankle pants with a black jacket and red pumps. Those damn pumps matched her lips. She looked like a ’50s pinup come to life and, like an idiot, he’d purposely put himself alone with her. But he had a feeling she could have shown up wearing sweats and sneakers and he’d still have found her just as striking because his attraction wasn’t just to the exterior... She was damn smart and bold. Qualities he couldn’t ignore.

and the way his body responded when

as she stepped from the elevator. “There’s quite a variety. I assume

like other things, you know.” She carried her laptop and cell and walked to the chrome-and-glass desk in the corner to put her things down. “But I skipped breakfast, so anything sounds

she liked, things she overlooked. He found he

well-trained staff doesn’t? This is what I needed when I searched for a consultant. I need that fresh look

across from each other. Instead of starting on her lunch, Roslyn pulled up her computer and swiveled it around to show him a

plugged in a few numbers to give you an example

ignored his lunch, as well. He watched as she pointed from one colored area to the next. She’d clearly pulled numbers from the latest rankings that had been

that the targeted viewers are mainly on social media during these times. But your posts are going up during different times and missing their mark.” She noted the difference, then clicked onto another screen and another graph. “The posts are good—but most of them are getting lost

out a few posts that had come the closest to hitting the time slots she’d highlighted. “Look at the difference in engagement—the

All of her thoughts made perfect sense...which made him wonder why his very well-paid team hadn’t considered this strategy before. This was the first he’d seen

minutes since we spoke?” he asked, turning his attention back to

I jotted most everything down, but I also made some mental notes, so I may have missed a few of the opinions,” she admitted. “But, it was merely a matter of plugging numbers in. I’ve taken quite a few online marketing

in a hell of a