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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pants. She really wished she hadn’t gone all out in the transformation. She missed the comfortable yet fashionable dresses that had become her trademark. A good maxi and flip-flops

missed the warmth and sunshine back in Royal, but she truly felt like she was getting somewhere here...and she didn’t mean with just

and wants you to meet him for dinner. He texted you the address and time, but he wanted me to follow up

desk. “I

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

Craig and waved her phone. “I forgot I

replied. “So, how’s everything

“Seems to be going

the camera crew.” Craig stepped into her office and lowered his voice. “He mentioned you and some of your ideas for

a 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

actually be good at her job, she hated being deceitful. Nigel and Craig and

hope those ideas pay off

be off the show.” Craig cringed.

discretion. Sophie might want to pull out all the gossip on Miranda she could, but she wasn’t about to add anything to the mix or