From Boardroom to Bedroom

“Three years.”

“So you’ve definitely seen the ladies at their best and their worst.”

He nodded and leaned his shoulder against the wall. “You could say that. There have been a few cat fights behind the scenes.”

“Oh, I’m sure,” she added. “Strong, independent women like that? There would have to be some alpha tendencies that clash.”

“They do,” he agreed. “For the most part, though, they get along. Maybe that’s why the ratings have dipped. People expect more drama from such reality shows. These ladies usually pull for each other because they all understand what it’s like to be a divorced woman trying to start over.”

Or trying to dig her greedy claws into things that don’t belong to her.

“Plus, they all really bonded over the fires that broke out while they were helping Miranda deal with her new inheritance after her ex passed away,” Craig added. “All of that was something out of a movie.”

Yeah, Sophie was well aware of what a nightmare all of that had been...and still was. The inheritance, the fires. Royal was still recovering and the Texas Cattleman’s Club clubhouse is undergoing yet another renovation. Only a few years ago the entire place had been revamped and updated. With these recent fires, a portion of the beautiful main building had been damaged.

community. There may be drama and gossip, but when push came to shove, everyone pulled

desk and she

her

you’ll excuse me,” she told Craig.

course,” he told her, pushing off the wall and heading to her door. “I’ll let Mr. Townshend

she was alone before she took a seat behind her desk and answered the

“Kellan. What’s up?”

and I haven’t heard from you for a few

them realizing they were perfect for each other. Irina had been their father’s

can use,” Sophie

a stack of steamy fantasies about her utterly delicious boss...but Kellan probably didn’t want to hear that. Divulging the fact that she was working right alongside the hottest man who gave her all the feels and all the dirty thoughts might not be the best idea. And yet, who could blame her? It wasn’t her fault she was having a difficult time focusing whenever

okay?”

the worrier where she was concerned—and even more so now that she was in New

or hear anything useful,” she vowed. “It’s just taking more time than I thought. So far, Miranda