Deception (Tamia Luke) by Naomi Chase

Author:Naomi Chase [Chase, Naomi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp
Published: 2012-02-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Fiona

Fiona hummed softly to herself as she sashayed through the glass doors that fronted the administrative offices of Pinnacle Sports Group. Since it was after hours on a Saturday night, the large reception desk was empty, the phone lines were silent, and the plasma television mounted against the wall was dark.

With a magazine tucked beneath one arm, Fiona left the plush reception area and made her way down a thickly carpeted corridor adorned with sports memorabilia, press clippings, and framed awards that the agency had received since opening last year.

When she reached the open door at the end of the hallway, she poked her head inside and smiled.

Beau Chambers sat behind a large, glass-topped desk talking on the phone. Spying Fiona in the doorway, he held up one finger, signaling that he’d be with her shortly.

She nodded and smiled again.

As Beau continued his phone conversation, his gaze took slow inventory of Fiona’s appearance. Her long black hair was swept over one shoulder, her pouty lips were slicked with MAC’s Nymphette lip gloss, and she wore a tan Juicy Couture shirt dress with matching leather stiletto boots.

She could tell by the way Beau’s eyes gleamed that he liked what he saw. And the feeling was definitely mutual.

With his dark chocolate skin, ebony bedroom eyes, chiseled cheekbones, and juicy lips, Beau was so damn sexy that Fiona’s coochie throbbed every time she saw him. His shoulders were as wide as Dwight Howard’s, and his hands were the size of dinner plates, leaving no doubt in Fiona’s mind that he had to be working with at least ten inches.

By the time he ended his business call and motioned her into the office, her pussy was pumping harder than her heart after a high-impact Zumba workout.

As she sauntered over to his desk, Beau leaned back in his chair and smiled at her, a diamond stud twinkling in one ear. “Wassup, girl.”

“Wassup,” Fiona purred, giving him her sexiest smile. “I just wanted to welcome you back and get your autograph.”

He raised a brow. “My—? Oh,” he said, chuckling as she dropped the current issue of GQ magazine onto his desk and pointed at the cover.

“You and Brandon look like straight-up gangstas,” she teased him.

Beau grinned wryly. “Don’t let my old man hear you say that. He’s been bitching ever since he saw this cover, asking us why we didn’t choose a ‘less threatening’ pose. He’s worried that the Republicans will find a way to portray us as thugs or some ish like that.”

Fiona laughed, shaking her head. “Your pops is trippin’. I love that photo. You and Brandon got the coolest swagger I’ve ever seen. And the feature article was amazing.”

“Thanks,” Beau drawled, idly flipping through the magazine. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“Most definitely.” Fiona grinned. “I want you and Brandon to sign my copy so I can take it to school and make all my classmates jealous.”

Beau tsk-tsked. “Now, that’s not very nice.”

“Oh, trust. They’d all do the same thing if they knew you and your brother.

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