From Boardroom to Bedroom

Stunned, Nigel listened as Miranda defended her former stepdaughter. Nothing about that should have surprised him, though. Miranda was always the peacemaker, the one who would jump in to help anyone with no questions asked. She had a natural need to see those around her happy...even, apparently, those who were set on destroying her.

“I’m not sure why you’d want to help her out,” Nigel said.

“Honestly, I’m helping you both,” Miranda replied. “You know how gossip spreads. I learned that you took Sophie to England to Ellen’s wedding. That tells me you really like her. I’ve never heard of you wanting to take someone home, let alone for a family wedding.”

“It was a front to keep my grandmother off my back about settling down,” he mumbled.

“That may be part of it,” she agreed. “But don’t discount your feelings. You don’t have to tell me what they are. Just be honest with yourself. Enough lies were told and I wanted you to know the type of person Sophie really is. Her father wasn’t the easiest man to love and he wasn’t always the best to his kids, but he’s trying to right a wrong from the grave and unfortunately, he’s using me to do it—setting up enough of a mystery that the kids see me as an enemy.”

Nigel had no clue what was all going on with that mess. But he knew Miranda’s kind heart just wanted to make peace. He also knew she wouldn’t have called if she didn’t believe Sophie was a good person.

“You can do what you want, but I just had to share my thoughts,” Miranda added. “And, if you were wondering, Sophie is going to be working on the Texas Cattleman’s Clubhouse renovations. She’s doing so free of charge and paying for the decor she uses. That information isn’t public knowledge because she didn’t want people to know. I believe that speaks to the type of woman she is.”

Miranda said her goodbyes, leaving Nigel even more confused with his thoughts and his jumbled emotions. He had no clue what to do right now, and for the first time in his life, he felt utterly out of control.

this ache to cease. How the hell did he get over

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if her intentions to get him on the show were because she wanted him around her