From Boardroom to Bedroom

Sophie had known there was a possibility Miranda might show up at the office, but considering Sophie had planned on getting in and out in a week, she hadn’t been too worried.

Now, well, she’d been here a couple weeks and knew she was tempting fate with each additional day she stayed.

Sophie had texted her brothers and asked how soon they could get to New York. She’d told them everything and pleaded with them to help her with Nigel. Maybe that was still a coward’s way out to have backup, but she was desperate to hold on to the best thing that had ever happened to her.

Hopefully Vaughn and Kellan could be here tomorrow and Sophie could get all of her lies out in the open and tell Nigel exactly who she was and why she’d deceived him. She had to make him understand that every part of what happened between them was real—especially the part where she was falling in love with him.

Until all of this mess was over, Sophie wasn’t going to be able to relax. And now she had to watch out for more Miranda sightings. Perhaps she should stay in her office or, better yet, feign sickness and head to her penthouse where she could hide out until she could confront Nigel.

Either way, Sophie was walking a thin line and at any second she could fall off and get lost in her web of deceit.

* * *

Nigel had just eased into the back of his car when his cell rang. He’d spent twelve hours at the office today trying to formulate a game plan for some grand going away party for Seraphina. Of course, the event would be aired, but the show needed to be the grandest of all. A black-and-white cocktail party at the Waldorf? A luau in Hawaii? He wasn’t sure what would be the best, but he did plan on getting Roslyn’s take on several ideas.

the curb, Nigel answered his

“Nigel Townshend.”

“Always so professional.”

sister’s teasing tone. “Aren’t you supposed to

now,” she told him. “We just arrived after a couple days in Spain.

a second of relaxation at this point. Trying to figure out ways to save his show from plummeting into an abyss while losing one of their top

to see

why are you calling your brother when you should be spending

alone?” she

so I’m with my driver.” Alarm bells went off in his head.

I’m

“Me? Why?”

kept saying Roslyn looked familiar

“I do.”