Everything was set. The police officers were informed, Tara was called away for a photo shoot, and Bobby had the fake webpage set up. They just had to wait for everything to go down and the police to swarm in and arrest his father. So then why was Mick worried that something would go wrong? Because he knew his father. His father could take down anyone – and not in a good way. After giving Nicole a kiss and sending her off to her office this morning, Mick made his way toward his office. He walked a little taller and puffed out his chest a little more. He couldn’t help it. Loving Nicole did that to him. As he greeted everyone along the way, they wouldn’t meet his eyes. Some even snickered behind their hands. Unease slowly grew inside of him. Something wasn’t right. Why were these people acting this way toward him? Yesterday, most of them were polite and at least carried on a decent conversation with him. When he made it to his room, he was convinced there was some kind of rumor goin
Nicole’s nerves were shot, but she stayed by her computer and kept her phone close. Mick was so wonderful and waited with her in her office. After the apologetic Mary had dried her eyes and splashed water on her face so it didn’t look so puffy, she’d given Nicole a hug and left the room. She was grateful that Mary didn’t have anything to do with it. Unfortunately, both Nicole and Mary suspected that Kent had been paid off by none other than Carl Remington, because just recently, Kent broke up with Mary. Coincidental? Nicole didn’t think so. The plan was simple, and Mary had pulled it off perfectly. She had acted like she was on the phone talking to Nicole as she slowly walked by Jerry’s desk. Mary spoke on the cell as though she was consoling Nicole because of the irresponsible email that was sent out, but then Mary would pretend like Nicole didn’t care because sales had jumped through the roof in just the past forty-eight hours. Once Mary returned to her room, she called Nicole a
“It’s like I said, son, it’s all business.” Folding his arms, Mick leaned forward on the table. “And is almost killing a woman just so you can get her company, business too?” “Now, son, you should know I had nothing to do with Nicole’s accident.” “True, I should know that, but my first thought was that you were involved, and you know what? I was right.” He looked sternly at his father. “Because Nicole and I discovered who was behind that. Unfortunately, you don’t know how to pick women, because Tara couldn’t hold her tongue. She confessed all.” Carl scowled as he tapped his finger on the table. “It’s her word against mine, and I don’t need to tell you who will win.” “No, you don’t have to tell me. You will win, father. You always win, because you have the money to pay people to lie for you and do your dirty work.” Sighing with irritation, Carl relaxed in his chair. “Mick, is this really what you wanted to talk to me about?” “Actually, no.” Mick inhaled deeply, rebuilding his co
Can she look past the billionaire’s good looks and charm to find the stability she has craved for so long?Orphaned at a young age, Breanna Loveland wants to find a man who she can trust to never leave her. Her boyfriend has been with her for five years, which gives her the security she needs. But when she meets Monte Buchanan – the man her co-workers have labeled the sexiest man alive – Breanna feels things that her boyfriend has yet to make her experience. Monte offers excitement and toe-curling kisses. Her boyfriend offers the normal life she wants. But she is afraid that loving the irresistible Monte Buchanan might permanently damage her heart.* * * *Breanna Loveland gripped the shoulder strap of her seatbelt, her knuckles turning white the harder she hung on as dread filled her. She didn’t want to think about what would happen if he didn’t slow down.Through the windshield, she focused on the rain-slicked road ahead. The pelts of rain hit the glass faster than the blades could r
Breanna glanced back at him. Sure, he wasn’t perfect, but since he was the first man to take a serious interest in her, she wasn’t about to lose the chance of getting married. Besides, he would change after they were married. She’d make sure of that.After scheduling a ride, she slipped on her jacket and hurried outside to wait. The crisp night air surrounded her, and she breathed deeply, filling her lungs with the refreshing, non-polluted air. It surprised her what the change did to lighten her pounding head.The clear sky and gentle wind gave evidence the storm had passed. The rain on the road had left a small river, which of course, wouldn’t be easy to drive on. In Tom’s condition, he shouldn’t be driving at all. But she couldn’t be the one to tell him because he would yell at her. Hopefully, the bartender would take Tom’s keys away.The cool air slipped through the opening of her jacket, and she shivered. She p
“Hey.” The man’s finger touched her chin and lifted her face so she could look at him. “I didn’t mean to upset you. Tell me what I can do to bring back your pretty smile.”My pretty smile? Surprise washed over her from his comment, and she almost snorted a laugh from the hilarity of it all. Nobody had ever told her she had a lovely smile. This man must be blind, or he was a great liar.Without being able to control it, the corners of her lips stretched upward. Her cheeks burned, and she knew they shone inside the cab like beacon lights.“There it is,” he cheered.She chuckled and turned her face toward the window. Her heart raced, and she tried breathing slower to calm herself. It had been quite a while since she experienced this kind of unsettling emotion. It reminded her of when she was in school and had a crush on a boy. So why did she have it now?The man named Butch turned to his friend,
As she passed the twin glass doors entering the receptionist area, she caught her reflection. She wore her normal drab-colored dress and low-heeled shoes. As always, her hair was pulled back from her face and secured with a rubber band. Squaring her shoulders, she shifted her gaze back to the floor and dragged herself toward the supervisor’s room.She knocked on his open door. “Terry?” He looked up from his work and met her stare. “I just wanted to let you know I’m done, and I emailed you the file.”Her middle-aged boss shook his head. Running his fingers through the receding brown hair that would turn him bald in a couple of years, he glanced at the clock on the wall. “Ahead of schedule, once again.”“Well, today, I’m cutting it short. The hyped-up women in the office distracted my concentration.”He nodded. “Yes. I couldn’t help but overhear that Todd’s son is in the bui
Monte draped his arm over the wobbly cubicle wall, waiting for the woman to turn and look at him. He remembered her from the cab ride the other night, and at first, he thought she didn’t recognize him. Now as he detected her hesitation, instinct told him she did, in fact, recall that evening. Why, then, was she acting so shy right now?After a few awkward moments of silence, the woman lifted her shoulders and turned in her swivel chair, her gaze meeting his. He blinked, not believing what he saw. She looked so different from when he first saw her. Although it was dark, he remembered her smile had lit up her whole face.It’d been quite a while since he had seen a person wear that style of glasses and even longer when a woman had dared wear such plain clothes. The overly large brown dress didn’t do a thing to enhance her figure. It probably made it worse. He knew firsthand that she wasn’t a big woman since she had sat on his lap with his arms arou