Sinful Paradise (Kimani Hotties) by Christopher Ann

Author:Christopher, Ann [Christopher, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-03-31T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“Morning, Liz.” Cooper strode through the reception area outside his office at Davies & Sons in Manhattan two days later, waving to his receptionist as he went. “Miss me?”

“Cried into my pillow every night.” Liz yawned and didn’t bother looking away from her computer screen as her fingers danced over the keyboard. “Did you bring me something from the Wild West? I need a souvenir for holding down the fort in your absence.”

“Of course,” he said, tossing her a bag of huckleberry hard candies for the jar she kept on her desk. “Huckleberries are big in Wyoming for some reason.”

“Thank youuuu,” she sang, nabbing them with a neat one-handed catch before resuming typing.

“What’d I miss?” He paused to peruse the stack of mail she’d left for him to see, switching his briefcase to his free hand. He checked his watch and decided he had time for a couple of quick calls before he went into the weekly meeting with Marcus and their cousins Tony and Sandro, the other owners of Davies & Sons. “Any fires to put out before my nine-thirty?”

“No fires.” Liz stopped typing and looked up at him, an amused gleam in her eye. “But you do have a visitor.”

Cooper had taken a couple more steps toward his office, but now he frowned over his shoulder at her. “Did I forget something?”

“Nope.” Liz was looking at him and grinning now, and that made him nervous. “She said she didn’t have an appointment but that she hoped you could squeeze her in.”

“Well, who is it?” he asked impatiently, checking his watch again. “I don’t really have time for twenty questions.”

“A Gloria Adams.” Liz’s honey sweetness was laced with mischief, as though she suspected she was dropping a bomb into the middle of his life. “Do you know her?”

“Wait, what?” he asked faintly, his brain emptying of all rational thought.

“Glo-ri-a Ad-ams.” Liz was downright gleeful now as she slid her chair back and stood. “I’ll get rid of her, though. I know how busy you are.”

“Like hell you will,” he muttered, thrusting his briefcase at her as he headed for his office. “And can you buzz Marc and tell him I’ll be late? Thanks.”

Liz’s low chuckle was the last thing he heard as he slipped into his office.

Gloria, who’d been over at the windows behind his desk admiring the view, spun to face him. Their gazes connected, and he felt instantly lighter, almost euphoric. The morning sun hit her eyes just right, making them sparkle with light, an effect that was magnified when one corner of her mouth turned up as she dimpled at him. Another tiny part of him fell helplessly—irrevocably—under her control. It was just gone; he wasn’t getting it back. And it occurred to him that if she’d come by to announce, say, that she was getting a restraining order to keep him from ever contacting her again, he probably wouldn’t survive.

“Hi,” he managed, clicking the door shut behind him.

“Hi.”

He waited, giving her a beat or two to explain why she was there.

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