Burned Deep by Calista Fox

Author:Calista Fox
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781466884199
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

chapter 13

I didn’t get much sleep that night and was monumentally relieved the next day when Mr. Mysterious texted to take my mind off my mother. I was in the middle of a meeting with PR, discussing initial guest lists for the myriad pre-launch festivities. The VIPs astounded me, and we hadn’t even yet touched on those invited to the grand opening.

Amano will pick you up at seven tonight.

I had no idea what compelled me to be sassy—it wasn’t exactly advisable with this man—but I typed: I’m not dating Amano. Pick me up yourself. Maybe I was just that desperate to see him.

I have business.

I frowned. Wished he could see it. I replied: Is this a professional request?

You want answers, don’t you?

My heart picked up a few extra beats. Had I really gotten through to him?

Someone will have to drive me home since I have to be in the office in the morning.

So do I. Bring a change of clothes.

I sucked in a breath. All eyes at the conference table snapped in my direction.

A blush crept up my neck. Covering my faux pas, I said, “Sorry. A vendor just confirmed the garland I want is available.”

“I swear you have the coolest job here,” Lacy Jackson said. She was head of Food and Beverage.

“For me, yes,” I concurred. “But PR hobnobs with society types at galas. Marketing is being wooed by every Southwest athletic team for joint ventures, and you get to sample food and expensive wines and liqueurs all day long.”

“So true.” She beamed. “It’s not a position I’d trade for all the chocolate made from Venezuela cacao pods in the world.”

“And companies send it to you in bricks, it seems,” said Carter Moore, the VP of Marketing.

They all went off on a dark-chocolate and red-wine tangent and I stole another glance at my phone.

I’m waiting.

I smirked, feeling his impatience.

Then typed, Yes.

* * *

Thank God I’d reserved the afternoon for ordering decoration samples. Although this was a critical part of the launch—everything had to look just right and be as magnificent as the Lux itself—I wasn’t making any sort of concrete decisions at the moment. Just examining and contemplating options.

Had I needed to focus on the budget or selecting employees from the first round of interviews, I would have been screwed. I couldn’t keep my mind from wandering to Dane and whatever he had planned for the evening.

Well. I had a fairly good idea of the latter. He’d told me to pack clothes, after all.

I left the office at five and, once home, took a shower and changed into a red dress I thought he might like. I did my hair and makeup. Debated on what to bring by way of sleepwear, though I suspected it was a clothing-optional sort of evening. I packed yoga pants and a tank top. Added all the necessities for doing myself up in the morning. Then grabbed a black suit and a white buttoned shirt from the closet. I was ready when Amano knocked on the door.

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