Cowboys & Bosses by Piper Sullivan

Author:Piper Sullivan [Sullivan, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-12T04:00:00+00:00

Blake

“Is this how you repay my loyalty, Blake?” Victoria sat straight as an arrow in her blush pink suit, legs crossed at the ankles and her hands clasped in her lap. She’d chosen to meet for lunch at a private club on the outskirts of the city.

“Loyalty? You act like you’re not getting anything out of this, Victoria. Is this an act of altruism?” I appreciated her assistance in securing the first twenty-five percent of shares of OAA, but I didn’t owe her my loyalty.

She sniffed as though the thought of what she’d done was now distasteful to her. Right. “This is business Blake, but there is a place for loyalty.”

“I’m not tying myself to your daughter, Victoria. Let it go.” If it meant that much to her, she should have gotten that promise before selling me the shares.

“For heaven’s sake, she’s a beautiful, well-bred woman, not an albatross!”

She was also vain, shallow, beautiful and ditzy. Spent more time on her appearance than she did doing anything else. “She is also a wild child with a penchant for always making the worst possible decisions in life.”

“Which is why she needs a man like you.”

“Not happening, Victoria.” I sat back and folded my arms, barely noticing the other diners in the large, dark room. “If that’s your condition, there’s still time to reverse the sale of the shares.”

“There’s no need to be hasty, Blake. All I ask is that you give Christianne a fair shot. She’s beautiful and with the right partner, she could become the kind of wife of a man who is going places.”

I laughed. “I don’t need her for that, and no offense, but she’s not exactly the wife I’d want on my arms.”

“That’s unfortunate,” she sniffed and immediately I was on edge. Her brown gaze drifted past my shoulder and I didn’t need to turn to identify the latecomer as soon as the loud clacking sound of her heels on the marble floor. That teetering cadence that belonged to women who wore heels that were too high and dresses that were too short. “I was certain you’d see sense.”

“If you think this ambush is going to accomplish anything, think again.”

“Hi Mom! Blake,” Christianne leaned in and tried to kiss me but I tilted back, away from her and that cloying perfume that gave me an instant migraine. “I haven’t seen you in forever. You’re a stuffy old bore now.”

“Yeah well, some of us have to make our money.”

She smacked my arm. “Don’t be mean.” Her lips jutted out in that fake pout to go along with the baby voice that women thought were sexy but really it was just plain creepy. “So what are we talking about?”

“Business,” I said the same time Victoria answered.

“Your future.” She arched a brow, daring me to break the cardinal sin that people like her lived by. Thou shall not be rude. Ever.

Christianne turned to me, blue eyes lit with dollar signs and vibrant red curls framing her face. “Finally ready to make an honest woman out of me, Blake?”

“Not at all, Christianne.

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