From Boardroom to Bedroom

“I don’t think it’s some type of unicorn myth, but I haven’t exactly had time to devote myself to looking. Though my grandmother is more than ready to marry me off and start another line of Townshends.”

“That sounds a bit archaic,” she scoffed.

“You don’t know my grandmother. The woman is a force to be reckoned with. I’m terrified of her.”

Roslyn laughed. “Well, maybe you should be looking for Mrs. Townshend.”

Or maybe he should work on figuring out how to get Roslyn out of his every waking fantasy. How could he even think about another woman with the way he wanted her?

And what Nigel wanted, he always got.

Now if he could figure out how the hell to get around his own rule of not getting involved with his employees all while saving his show, he could retain his sanity and stay in control.

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really wished she hadn’t gone all out in the transformation. She missed the comfortable yet fashionable dresses that had become her trademark. A

be brutal. She certainly missed the warmth and sunshine back in Royal, but she truly felt like

see Craig. “Hey. Mr. Townshend called and wants you to meet him for dinner. He texted you the address and time, but he

for her phone on her desk. “I didn’t hear anything come through,”

about dinner, but she’d also missed two from her brothers. Clearly she needed

smiled at Craig and waved her phone.

replied. “So, how’s everything going? Settling

nodded. “Seems to be going really

Mr. Townshend chatting with a few guys from the camera crew.” Craig stepped into her office and lowered his voice. “He mentioned you and some of your ideas for capturing

ways to showcase small segments to continue to draw new viewers in. She was trying to

the coattails of her pride came the guilt. While she may actually be good at her job, she hated being deceitful. Nigel and Craig and everyone else she’d encountered

ideas pay off for Secret Lives,”

might be off the show.” Craig cringed. “That won’t

all the gossip on Miranda she could, but she wasn’t about to