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more elaborate events they’d pulled together. Too bad it wasn’t true because Lady Evelyn Greystone’s desire to cram five hundred of her closest friends into her backyard for her daughter’s wedding wasn’t going to happen without divine intervention.
“Thank you.” She nodded to her assistant before she closed the Greystone file. Maybe Lily would have a few suggestions for her.
Pulling up her calendar on the computer, she scanned the notes for her next appointment. Her gaze narrowed when she saw three words.
A personal matter.
A personal matter? Who would make an appointment with her during business hours for personal reasons? Jane’s brow arched when she read the name.
Y. Lee Ki-yote.
A smile tugged at her lips.
When Archer Drengr walked into her office, she was surprised that he wasn’t…larger. While they’d never been properly introduced, she was well aware of who he was. She’d seen him only twice before, once at Dirk’s and most recently in New Orleans at the club during her lovers’ private party.
He was a tall man, but not as solidly built as Santos or Antonio. Drengr had the look of an athlete, a runner maybe, with long limbs and an easy stride. His features were unremarkable with the exception of his eyes. Those were a soft bluish gray and in their depths there was a sense of…power. While he might look like your next-door neighbor, this man would be an immovable object should he choose to be.
“We’re not to be disturbed,” she said to her assistant though she didn’t look away from Drengr. It wasn’t until her office door was safely closed that she spoke to him.
“Wylie Coyote?” she mused. “Tell me, does that make me the Road Runner?”
“Ms. Porter.” His head dipped in a very European fashion. “May I?” He gestured to the chairs arranged in front of her desk.
“Please, do.” Her gaze flicked over his clothing. A black Canali suit, immaculate white shirt, a blue and gray tie, very nice. She wondered if someone picked out his clothing for him or if he was one of those rare finds, a straight man who followed fashion trends.
“Thank you for the invitation to the club. It was quite…stimulating.”
His brow arched. “Did I give myself away?”
“Only to those who are observant.” She shrugged. “I saw you at the party watching me and my friends.”
“What can I say? I find it hard to resist a beautiful woman such as yourself.” When he smiled, she noticed his mouth was remarkably sensual for such an ordinary-looking man. “I could not resist the temptation.”
“Why? What do you want from me?”
“I should think that would be obvious.” He gestured toward her. “You, Jane Porter, are an intelligent and accomplished woman. Attended Harvard, graduated with honors, articulate, well traveled. Your business is flourishing, and you’re on the fast track to becoming a millionaire within the next year or so.” His voice dropped an octave. “Have I mentioned beautiful?”
“Not yet.”
His smile grew wider, but he didn’t add anything further. Then again he didn’t need to, as he seemed to know everything there was to know about her. The sudden urge to move around a bit caused her to push away from the desk and get up.
“I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage here.” Bracing her hands on the desk, she leaned toward him slightly. “Sorry, but I didn’t get the memo that I should’ve run a background check on you as well.”
“Touché,” he chuckled. “Let’s cut to the heart of the matter. Since I first saw you at the Prentiss estate I’ve wanted you.” His gaze moved over her body, and she almost regretted getting to her feet.
Almost.
“Tell me, Jane Porter, do your lovers appreciate you?”
Frowning, she moved away from the desk and toward the small bar built into the wall. “What do you mean? Of course they appreciate me—”
“But do they satisfy you?”
His voice was close, much closer than she’d anticipated and she
“Thank you.” She nodded to her assistant before she closed the Greystone file. Maybe Lily would have a few suggestions for her.
Pulling up her calendar on the computer, she scanned the notes for her next appointment. Her gaze narrowed when she saw three words.
A personal matter.
A personal matter? Who would make an appointment with her during business hours for personal reasons? Jane’s brow arched when she read the name.
Y. Lee Ki-yote.
A smile tugged at her lips.
When Archer Drengr walked into her office, she was surprised that he wasn’t…larger. While they’d never been properly introduced, she was well aware of who he was. She’d seen him only twice before, once at Dirk’s and most recently in New Orleans at the club during her lovers’ private party.
He was a tall man, but not as solidly built as Santos or Antonio. Drengr had the look of an athlete, a runner maybe, with long limbs and an easy stride. His features were unremarkable with the exception of his eyes. Those were a soft bluish gray and in their depths there was a sense of…power. While he might look like your next-door neighbor, this man would be an immovable object should he choose to be.
“We’re not to be disturbed,” she said to her assistant though she didn’t look away from Drengr. It wasn’t until her office door was safely closed that she spoke to him.
“Wylie Coyote?” she mused. “Tell me, does that make me the Road Runner?”
“Ms. Porter.” His head dipped in a very European fashion. “May I?” He gestured to the chairs arranged in front of her desk.
“Please, do.” Her gaze flicked over his clothing. A black Canali suit, immaculate white shirt, a blue and gray tie, very nice. She wondered if someone picked out his clothing for him or if he was one of those rare finds, a straight man who followed fashion trends.
“Thank you for the invitation to the club. It was quite…stimulating.”
His brow arched. “Did I give myself away?”
“Only to those who are observant.” She shrugged. “I saw you at the party watching me and my friends.”
“What can I say? I find it hard to resist a beautiful woman such as yourself.” When he smiled, she noticed his mouth was remarkably sensual for such an ordinary-looking man. “I could not resist the temptation.”
“Why? What do you want from me?”
“I should think that would be obvious.” He gestured toward her. “You, Jane Porter, are an intelligent and accomplished woman. Attended Harvard, graduated with honors, articulate, well traveled. Your business is flourishing, and you’re on the fast track to becoming a millionaire within the next year or so.” His voice dropped an octave. “Have I mentioned beautiful?”
“Not yet.”
His smile grew wider, but he didn’t add anything further. Then again he didn’t need to, as he seemed to know everything there was to know about her. The sudden urge to move around a bit caused her to push away from the desk and get up.
“I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage here.” Bracing her hands on the desk, she leaned toward him slightly. “Sorry, but I didn’t get the memo that I should’ve run a background check on you as well.”
“Touché,” he chuckled. “Let’s cut to the heart of the matter. Since I first saw you at the Prentiss estate I’ve wanted you.” His gaze moved over her body, and she almost regretted getting to her feet.
Almost.
“Tell me, Jane Porter, do your lovers appreciate you?”
Frowning, she moved away from the desk and toward the small bar built into the wall. “What do you mean? Of course they appreciate me—”
“But do they satisfy you?”
His voice was close, much closer than she’d anticipated and she
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