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him then, worried about his sister, but Claire had taken over Ledstrom Designs and carried on her work without missing a beat. Jamie had breathed a sigh of relief, figuring she didn’t care for Daniel, after all.
Now the bastard was back.
“What’s he want?”
“My business.”
“He can’t take your business away from you.”
“Yes, he can.” Claire’s eyes were huge in her face. “Because it's actually still his.”
“If he walked out on his clients he doesn’t have a leg to stand on.”
“You don’t understand. I took over all his contracts. I kept working just the same way we always had. I even kept his name on the business – I couldn’t afford to make up a new sign, get a new website and all that. It was just easier to keep it. I just never thought he’d come back!”
“Why not? Because he stole another man’s wife?”
She turned away. “He stole something else, too.”
“What?”
She shook her head. “I don't want to tell you.”
Jamie balled his fists. She didn’t have to. It was as plain as day – Daniel Ledstrom had stolen her heart.
And now he was back. He had to act fast or the bastard might coerce Claire back into his bed. Now that he'd slept with her, Jamie had no intention of letting another man near her. She was going to be his wife. He planned to spend the rest of his life with her. Ledstrom wasn't going to screw that up.
"I thought you were quitting interior design. You said you were shutting down the company anyway."
"I was, but…not like this."
No, not like this, Jamie thought. Not when the bastard she'd loved but left her was coming back to steal the business from her. Her competitive spirit was rearing its head again. He knew Claire. She could walk away from a business, but she could never stand to have it taken from her. If he didn't side with her, she'd count him as an enemy. He thought hard.
“I was never his client.”
“What?”
“He can’t say I was on his list. I knew you way before you ever went to Billings. Design my house, and start over again. New company, new name. Clients will line up to work with you based on your merits alone.” At the end of the day he didn't care if she designed interiors or organized trail rides. He just wanted her close by.
"What if no one wants to work with me anymore?"
Jamie forced himself not to take a step and pull her into his arms. He kept his voice even. “You're terrific at what you do – everyone will want to work with you. You’ll be fine.”
"There aren't enough clients in Chance Creek – I need to be in a city like Billings."
"There are plenty of clients here – real clients with real houses, not fancy-schmancy condominiums." He spit out the word like it tasted bad.
Claire shot him a look. "I live in a condominium." She tapped a finger against her arm. "No, it won't work – there isn't enough money around here to keep a design business afloat."
"Then work with me on the ranch," he said desperately. Damn it, why did Ledstrom have to come back now just when he was getting somewhere with Claire?
She turned on him. "No – don't you see? That's exactly what he wants. To eliminate his competition. I can't let him do that."
Jamie ached to pound Daniel Ledstrom into pulp. Instead, he said carefully, “What are you going to do?”
She tapped her finger some more.
“The Whitfield contract."
Jamie raised an eyebrow.
"Carl Whitfield's building a huge log mansion for Lacey. He's going to need an interior designer. I planned to go after the contract before you guys bought me out. I'll go after it now." She smiled triumphantly. "I can use your house as a practice run. Go get me your blueprints. I'm going to design the best log home interior Montana's ever seen, show it to Carl, and nail that contract.” She turned fever-bright eyes toward him. "And then I'm going to bury Daniel and Ledstrom Designs."
CHAPTER SIX
Claire checked the mirror in her ensuite bathroom
Now the bastard was back.
“What’s he want?”
“My business.”
“He can’t take your business away from you.”
“Yes, he can.” Claire’s eyes were huge in her face. “Because it's actually still his.”
“If he walked out on his clients he doesn’t have a leg to stand on.”
“You don’t understand. I took over all his contracts. I kept working just the same way we always had. I even kept his name on the business – I couldn’t afford to make up a new sign, get a new website and all that. It was just easier to keep it. I just never thought he’d come back!”
“Why not? Because he stole another man’s wife?”
She turned away. “He stole something else, too.”
“What?”
She shook her head. “I don't want to tell you.”
Jamie balled his fists. She didn’t have to. It was as plain as day – Daniel Ledstrom had stolen her heart.
And now he was back. He had to act fast or the bastard might coerce Claire back into his bed. Now that he'd slept with her, Jamie had no intention of letting another man near her. She was going to be his wife. He planned to spend the rest of his life with her. Ledstrom wasn't going to screw that up.
"I thought you were quitting interior design. You said you were shutting down the company anyway."
"I was, but…not like this."
No, not like this, Jamie thought. Not when the bastard she'd loved but left her was coming back to steal the business from her. Her competitive spirit was rearing its head again. He knew Claire. She could walk away from a business, but she could never stand to have it taken from her. If he didn't side with her, she'd count him as an enemy. He thought hard.
“I was never his client.”
“What?”
“He can’t say I was on his list. I knew you way before you ever went to Billings. Design my house, and start over again. New company, new name. Clients will line up to work with you based on your merits alone.” At the end of the day he didn't care if she designed interiors or organized trail rides. He just wanted her close by.
"What if no one wants to work with me anymore?"
Jamie forced himself not to take a step and pull her into his arms. He kept his voice even. “You're terrific at what you do – everyone will want to work with you. You’ll be fine.”
"There aren't enough clients in Chance Creek – I need to be in a city like Billings."
"There are plenty of clients here – real clients with real houses, not fancy-schmancy condominiums." He spit out the word like it tasted bad.
Claire shot him a look. "I live in a condominium." She tapped a finger against her arm. "No, it won't work – there isn't enough money around here to keep a design business afloat."
"Then work with me on the ranch," he said desperately. Damn it, why did Ledstrom have to come back now just when he was getting somewhere with Claire?
She turned on him. "No – don't you see? That's exactly what he wants. To eliminate his competition. I can't let him do that."
Jamie ached to pound Daniel Ledstrom into pulp. Instead, he said carefully, “What are you going to do?”
She tapped her finger some more.
“The Whitfield contract."
Jamie raised an eyebrow.
"Carl Whitfield's building a huge log mansion for Lacey. He's going to need an interior designer. I planned to go after the contract before you guys bought me out. I'll go after it now." She smiled triumphantly. "I can use your house as a practice run. Go get me your blueprints. I'm going to design the best log home interior Montana's ever seen, show it to Carl, and nail that contract.” She turned fever-bright eyes toward him. "And then I'm going to bury Daniel and Ledstrom Designs."
CHAPTER SIX
Claire checked the mirror in her ensuite bathroom
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