“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.

Four

her desk and came to her feet, adjusting her shirt over the top of her black pencil pants. She really wished she hadn’t gone all out in the transformation.

certainly missed the warmth

had her lifting her head to see Craig. “Hey. Mr. Townshend called and wants you to meet

on her desk. “I didn’t hear anything

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

her phone. “I forgot

“So, how’s everything going? Settling in

nodded. “Seems to be going really

crew.” Craig stepped into her office and lowered his voice. “He mentioned you and some

to draw new viewers in. She was trying to appeal to all walks of life, no matter the stage a woman was at. Divorced, married, stay-at-home-mom, career woman, whatever. There was

she hated being deceitful. Nigel and Craig and everyone else she’d encountered were so nice to her, making sure she

pay

be off the show.” Craig

to pull out all the gossip on Miranda she could, but she wasn’t about to add anything to the mix or get into the lives of the

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