Seven Nights of Sin (Penthouse Affair #2)

Dominic

My flight to London and the hotel room are booked. Francine has confirmed she can stay in my apartment for a week. I’ll pay double her normal fee as thanks for her trouble. She insisted I didn’t have to, but she’s going the extra mile at the last minute, and there’s no one I trust more to care for my girls.

There’s only one detail left to arrange. I almost buzz Beth, then think better of it and dial Presley’s desk phone myself.

“This is Presley Harper, Operations Department. How can I help you?” she says.

“It’s Dominic. Can you stop by my office for a moment?”

“Oh! Hi, Dominic. Um . . .” In the background is some brief rustling and the sound of keys tapping. “Yes, I’ll be right there.”

and try to relax. It isn’t long before I hear a knock. I don’t get up,

wearing a simple black sheath dress, but the hint of her curves beneath the supple fabric makes a painful

as she enters, her brow creased

for being curious about what I want. It’s not like we had a meeting scheduled, and for anything short of an emergency,

for you and thought

me with those wide blue

to sit down?”

she lowers herself gracefully into the leather chair in

her. I have to approach it with care if I want to avoid giving her the wrong impression. I keep my face and body language neutral, fully leveraging the cold, calculated persona that’s served me well in so many business dealings.

potential building sites for Aspen’s first international location and finally

expanding? And Roger’s on board too?” She grins. “Wow,