From Boardroom to Bedroom

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

“Damn it, Sophie. You’re getting in too deep there. You need to just come home and we’ll figure out something else. Traveling with Nigel Townshend to his home is a bad, bad idea.”

Sophie bit the inside of her cheek, trying to quickly come up with the right words to reply, but Kellan beat her to it.

“Oh, no. Don’t tell me you’re sleeping with your fake boss.”

“I’m not sleeping with him.” Not yet. “He asked me to be his date because his grandmother is always on his back about not settling down. He figured if I went, they would at least leave him alone for a few days and he could enjoy his sister’s celebration without getting hassled.”

“Uh-huh. And you’re telling me he’s not interested in you?”

Oh, he was more than interested. Her body still tingled from just how interested Nigel Townshend was. There was nothing about her feelings for Nigel that she’d be sharing with her well-meaning brothers.

I know what I’m doing and I’m a big girl. You worry about finding the scoop on

Soph. You’re grieving and totally out of your element.

I’m fine,” she assured him, even though she was worried herself. “And nobody is going to catch me. I barely recognize myself in the mirror with all

true. She missed her dark hair. The blond did horrid things to her skin tone, but a dye job was worth the sacrifice if she could

she had to try. No way was she giving up her childhood home that easily. If they could just get Miranda out of Royal for good, they could all move on to the next chapter of

she told her brother. “Keep in touch

way back

meeting to get to, a trip to prepare for and a stepmother

a

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into his seat as the jet taxied down the runway. He glanced at Roslyn, trying to figure out why she’d been so quiet

been too demanding by asking her to be his date. Maybe she’d felt pressured, like her job would be on the line if she refused. That wasn’t the type of man he was, nor was it the type of man she deserved. He wanted her to know she mattered, she was valued. Not someone

to impress a woman? He actually cared what Roslyn thought of him. Oh, he’d always prided himself

talents, her brilliance, and he couldn’t ignore the sexual pull, the desire and passion he’d witnessed. The combination continued to make him wonder if there was something else smoldering beneath the surface...and he couldn’t wait