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You re the one that says she has to go back to London or pay her bills here tomorrow. He said.
Give me tonight, she told him. I ll meet you somewhere tomorrow and we ll talk.
I don t want to risk someone overhearing. When I go out, especially with a beautiful woman,
reporters are everywhere. I will have Earl come and bring you to my house. What time would be
good for you?
I suppose just after lunch time will do. She said.
I ll have him get you just before lunch. Then we can eat together. If you decide not to do this, I ll
have him take you to the airport.
Isn t your gallery opening tomorrow night? she asked.
Yes, and I would like to go with my fiancé on my arm.
We ll discuss it tomorrow, she said. They were driving up in front of her flat. Earl came around
and opened the door, allowing first Conner, and then her to step out. She thanked Earl, and noticed
that Conner was following her. I can walk up the stairs by myself, she said. He didn t say anything,
he just continued to follow her. When they reached her door he said,
Please give a lot of thought to what a liaison with me could do for you.
You do know that I am a legitimate artist, right? Quite a good one. I m well established in London. I
don t necessarily need you for anything.
Except to promote your work here in the States. He said with an arrogant smile.
Why are you always so damned cocky? she asked him.
Why are you always so damned angry? he asked in return.
Your arrogance makes me angry! she said.
Conner very gently pushed her up against the door of her apartment, rested his hands on either side of
her waist, and putting his face close enough to hers that she could feel his breath on her cheek he said,
Your angriness turns me on a bit. Then he slipped the ring she had taken off of her finger back on.
Victoria could feel her breaths coming in short gasps and her heart racing in her chest. Her body had
gone hot all over, and the thought of his full red lips being that close to her almost made her want to
kiss them. Almost& Instead, she used her arm to shove him back and turned to unlock her door. With
her back to him so that he couldn t see the desire that she was sure showed in her eyes she said,
Remember the terms Personal Assistant and Prostitute are not interchangeable. If I accept this
proposal, you won t touch me like that again. You can pay someone else to care for those needs.
With that, she went inside and closed the door in his face. Then she leaned up against the door and
willed her body to stop reacting to his.
CHAPTER FIVE
Conner left after Victoria had closed the door in his face and had Earl take him to one of his favorite
clubs. Earl didn t voice his disapproval, but Conner could see it on his face. This place was a private
Gentleman s club and Earl knew what it was his employer planned to do here. Conner gave him a
Mind your place look that he rarely used on the staff. Maggie had taught him a few things. But about
this, he didn t want to hear it. He simply told Earl,
Come back and get me in three hours.
Earl said, Yes sir, and got back in the Limousine, wondering how the young man could think about
being with another woman when he had such a sweet, beautiful fiancé. He drove away shaking his
head as his young employer passed through the bright red door of the exclusive club.
Conner stood just inside, allowing his eyes to adjust to the lighting. Everything was red here, the
lights the seats, the carpeting. It always put him in mind of the old story, The Scarlett Letter and
tonight for some reason he was feeling even as if the story somehow applied to him. He had to remind
himself that he was still single and unattached. The whole thing with Victoria was a business deal&
that was it.
The hostess came over when she saw Conner walk in.
Mr. McAlpine, it s so good to see you. It s been a long time. How are you tonight?
Conner wasn t in the mood for idle chit-chat. He said,
I m going up to room three. Then after hesitating for a few seconds he said, Send me the girl
named Theresa if she s available and a bottle of Bourbon.
Yes, sir. The hostess said. Conner went up the stairs. He didn t come here often, he usually had a
date who was more than willing to take care of his needs. But now that he was engaged he would
have to be more discreet. He hadn t planned on coming here tonight, but Victoria made him feel such
a combination of anger and frustration that he felt as if he would burst. He was sure that the desire he
was feeling in the pit of his belly had nothing to do with her either. It was just about all the emotions
that were wrapped up in what they were trying to do here. She was an exasperating woman, and he [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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You re the one that says she has to go back to London or pay her bills here tomorrow. He said.
Give me tonight, she told him. I ll meet you somewhere tomorrow and we ll talk.
I don t want to risk someone overhearing. When I go out, especially with a beautiful woman,
reporters are everywhere. I will have Earl come and bring you to my house. What time would be
good for you?
I suppose just after lunch time will do. She said.
I ll have him get you just before lunch. Then we can eat together. If you decide not to do this, I ll
have him take you to the airport.
Isn t your gallery opening tomorrow night? she asked.
Yes, and I would like to go with my fiancé on my arm.
We ll discuss it tomorrow, she said. They were driving up in front of her flat. Earl came around
and opened the door, allowing first Conner, and then her to step out. She thanked Earl, and noticed
that Conner was following her. I can walk up the stairs by myself, she said. He didn t say anything,
he just continued to follow her. When they reached her door he said,
Please give a lot of thought to what a liaison with me could do for you.
You do know that I am a legitimate artist, right? Quite a good one. I m well established in London. I
don t necessarily need you for anything.
Except to promote your work here in the States. He said with an arrogant smile.
Why are you always so damned cocky? she asked him.
Why are you always so damned angry? he asked in return.
Your arrogance makes me angry! she said.
Conner very gently pushed her up against the door of her apartment, rested his hands on either side of
her waist, and putting his face close enough to hers that she could feel his breath on her cheek he said,
Your angriness turns me on a bit. Then he slipped the ring she had taken off of her finger back on.
Victoria could feel her breaths coming in short gasps and her heart racing in her chest. Her body had
gone hot all over, and the thought of his full red lips being that close to her almost made her want to
kiss them. Almost& Instead, she used her arm to shove him back and turned to unlock her door. With
her back to him so that he couldn t see the desire that she was sure showed in her eyes she said,
Remember the terms Personal Assistant and Prostitute are not interchangeable. If I accept this
proposal, you won t touch me like that again. You can pay someone else to care for those needs.
With that, she went inside and closed the door in his face. Then she leaned up against the door and
willed her body to stop reacting to his.
CHAPTER FIVE
Conner left after Victoria had closed the door in his face and had Earl take him to one of his favorite
clubs. Earl didn t voice his disapproval, but Conner could see it on his face. This place was a private
Gentleman s club and Earl knew what it was his employer planned to do here. Conner gave him a
Mind your place look that he rarely used on the staff. Maggie had taught him a few things. But about
this, he didn t want to hear it. He simply told Earl,
Come back and get me in three hours.
Earl said, Yes sir, and got back in the Limousine, wondering how the young man could think about
being with another woman when he had such a sweet, beautiful fiancé. He drove away shaking his
head as his young employer passed through the bright red door of the exclusive club.
Conner stood just inside, allowing his eyes to adjust to the lighting. Everything was red here, the
lights the seats, the carpeting. It always put him in mind of the old story, The Scarlett Letter and
tonight for some reason he was feeling even as if the story somehow applied to him. He had to remind
himself that he was still single and unattached. The whole thing with Victoria was a business deal&
that was it.
The hostess came over when she saw Conner walk in.
Mr. McAlpine, it s so good to see you. It s been a long time. How are you tonight?
Conner wasn t in the mood for idle chit-chat. He said,
I m going up to room three. Then after hesitating for a few seconds he said, Send me the girl
named Theresa if she s available and a bottle of Bourbon.
Yes, sir. The hostess said. Conner went up the stairs. He didn t come here often, he usually had a
date who was more than willing to take care of his needs. But now that he was engaged he would
have to be more discreet. He hadn t planned on coming here tonight, but Victoria made him feel such
a combination of anger and frustration that he felt as if he would burst. He was sure that the desire he
was feeling in the pit of his belly had nothing to do with her either. It was just about all the emotions
that were wrapped up in what they were trying to do here. She was an exasperating woman, and he [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]