From Boardroom to Bedroom

“White, please. And nice dodge.”

Nigel merely smiled with a wink as he got the waiter’s attention and ordered drinks. Once they were alone again, he shifted toward her.

“Craig tells me you’ve been busy all day. I believe the words he used were huddled over your computer and muttering to the keyboard.”

Roslyn smiled and tipped her head. “I may have been working on a few things.”

“Such as?”

She turned and reached inside her bag and procured a folder. “I was hoping you’d ask. I went ahead and came up with some possible scenarios for some upcoming segments. Just a few things that would entice viewers to keep tuning in and expand your base.”

Intrigued, and more than turned on at her work ethic and passion, Nigel eased closer. He wanted to get a look at what she’d brought, but he’d be lying if he claimed he didn’t want to just get closer, to inhale that sexy floral scent that permeated from her. For such a country girl, she seemed to blend right in with this city life. She worked hard, hustled harder and had class, beauty and brains that just begged for anyone around her to notice.

Why was he torturing himself? Why didn’t he just find another woman to spend time with...and one that would guarantee a satisfying ending to the evening?

he knew fascinated him like

she flipped from one graph to the next and even discussed pulling in a few celebrity appearances, perhaps at a cocktail party hosted

on their social media, you will instantly

his arm along the back of the

beamed and her eyes sparkled. “I really think the solution to your problem is simple,

now. But her ideas and ingenuity were the exact match he needed not only to keep his

a break,” he told her. “I skipped lunch and I’m hungry enough to order

I’m that hungry, but I’d love

they were alone again, Nigel wanted to dive into more about her personal life. There was a need to learn everything about her, which he couldn’t explain, and wasn’t even going to try. It had been a long time since a woman intrigued him like

it, but he couldn’t blame them. Roslyn

the city because you wanted a change after your father’s passing,” he began. “Are you

state and I’m used to land and green grass with sunny blue skies.” She hesitated before tipping her head and leveling

his ego talking, but he didn’t miss the way she looked at him. He’d been hit on and charmed by many women—a man in his powerful position was prone to such things. Roslyn wasn’t

and the differences between them kept