From Boardroom to Bedroom

Seriously?

Sophie didn’t know what to say to that remark. She’d never known Miranda to want to help her out. Of course, there was all those people who sang her praises and swore that Miranda was practically a saint, but Sophie hadn’t experienced that side of her. Truth be told, they’d never really interacted much, not even when Miranda and Buck had still been married.

“What did she say?” Sophie asked.

Nigel smoothed a hand over his jaw and the back of his neck. He seemed so exhausted, which only matched her own situation. She hadn’t slept for replaying the past few weeks over and over in her head. She wondered if he’d been awake all night thinking of her, too.

“She basically said that you had valid reasons for coming to New York.”

How the hell had Miranda known Sophie was in New York? Had she seen her that day?

“I found out that Craig mentioned my new consultant when he was chatting with Miranda,” Nigel went on. “I had actually talked to her about meeting you, obviously not knowing the truth, and then Craig was talking about how amazing you were and how you could be on the show because you’re just as stunning as the others. I mean, you know how Craig gossips. He ended up showing Miranda a photo.”

“She could’ve called me out right then,” Sophie murmured. “Why didn’t she?”

point,” he told her. “But when she called me, she explained how you and

still don’t understand why we were

to me, not once we started getting so close, but I know why you initially came to New York. You were trying

don’t understand why she came to my

monster you all think she is. Maybe because she wants to see you happy.

wasn’t so sure about fixing things, but she also wasn’t so sure that Miranda was out to take everything.

made you come?”

from your point of view. For years I’ve been somewhat of a black sheep for leaving England and not marrying or

sister, and seeing where he came from, the

I couldn’t

think or how you would change things. I can’t even go up to

“Is

took another step forward until they were toe-to-toe. He framed her face with his hands and leaned in, barely

I’d never do that. I’ll fly back and