Secret Heir for Christmas and Tempted by the Bollywood Star by LaQuette & Singh Sasson Sophia

Author:LaQuette & Singh Sasson, Sophia
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2023-10-24T00:00:00+00:00

Two

Mia slammed her door and stood against it, breathing deeply. Her heart thundered in her chest and she wiped her damp hands on her pants. Damn Saira! Mia thought she’d been prepared to see her, to deal with her, to stand up to her, but one look at that woman and Mia’s stomach had turned to Jell-O. All she’d been able to think about was the feel of Saira’s silky skin against hers, the way her mouth felt on her lips, the warmth of her breath on her core.

She slid to the floor, hugged her knees to her chest and buried her face in her arms. What is wrong with me? It’s not as if Mia had been alone all this time. She’d been with several partners. Beautiful women, available women, women who were comfortable being openly lesbian. She had no problem meeting people. The TV and film industry was a constant churn of writers, artists, interns, set workers and on and on. There wasn’t a day that went by where she didn’t have the opportunity to ask someone out, or get asked out. There was no reason to want Saira.

Twelve weeks. She just had to get through the filming. Peter would be back before the next season, and if the show was a success, Mia could have her pick of producer jobs. She’d make sure she never had to work with Saira again.

A sudden knock on the door made her jump up. Before she could even take a step, the knob turned and the door began to open. Mia quickly sidestepped to avoid being hit.

“What is it?” she snapped, still a bit rattled by the unexpected interruption.

“Sorry!” Gail stuck her head around the door. “You’re supposed to be meeting with Chris to go over the budget. You can’t be late—you only have fifteen minutes with him.”

Mia looked at her wristwatch and cursed. She hurried to the desk and picked up her laptop. Chris was an insufferable network executive who controlled the purse strings on the TV series. He kept sending Mia red envelope emails regarding show expenses, then ignored her reply questions. It had taken Gail begging, coercing, then finally bribing his assistant to get this meeting.

Mia nearly ran to the elevators, stabbing the buttons in frustration. There were eight elevators in the bank, and the electronic dashboard showed that none of them was close to her floor. Chris’s office was thirty stories up. Even if Mia raced up, she’d never get there in time. At last a door dinged open and she exited onto the sixty-sixth floor. Mia had never been to this floor before, but she wasn’t surprised to see that, unlike the commercial white square tile and gray carpet on her floor, the executive floor had hardwood floors with marble inlays, modern area rugs and polished leather couches and chairs in the waiting areas. The receptionist checked her ID and then pointedly looked at her watch. “You’re two minutes late. You will have twelve minutes with him.

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