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.

Four

shirt over the top of her black pencil pants. She really wished she hadn’t gone all out in the transformation. She missed the

certainly missed the warmth and sunshine back in Royal, but she truly felt like she was getting

her lifting her head to see Craig. “Hey. Mr. Townshend called and wants you to meet him for dinner. He texted you

for her phone on her desk.

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

her phone. “I

problem,” he replied. “So, how’s everything

nodded. “Seems to

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

swell of pride. Over their lunch yesterday, she’d not only discussed posts but also various ways to showcase small segments to continue to draw new viewers in. She was trying to

she may actually be good at her job, she hated being deceitful. Nigel and Craig and everyone else she’d encountered were so

ideas pay

the show.” Craig cringed. “That won’t

just at the rumor stage—Nigel must not have told anyone but her. She felt quietly honored at his faith in her discretion. Sophie might want to pull out all the gossip on Miranda she could, but she wasn’t