The Texas Millionaire's Runaway Wife by Malcolm Mary

Author:Malcolm, Mary [Malcolm, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc
Published: 2013-07-22T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

As ready as she’d ever be, perhaps, Cassie rose when they finally beckoned for her. She stood and smoothed hands over her legs to calm her nerves before plastering on a smile and walking toward that office. “Mr. Bell, thank you for coming out today.”

He tipped his head. “My pleasure, ma’am.” Reaching out, he grasped hers in a warm, slightly moist embrace.

Cassie braced a smile as she fought the urge to wipe her now wettish hand on her pants.

From behind her, Gayle said, “Mr. Sands, Mr. Giles is on the phone.”

Stephen gave Cassie a hard look before saying, “I’ll talk to him later. I have to finish this.”

Gayle gave him the message then told Stephen, “He wants to know how Cassie liked the flowers.”

A visible tic formed along the edge of Stephen’s jaw and his hand clenched into a tight fist. Still, he kept his composure and his temper remained under wraps.

“Gayle,” Cassie said, “please tell him they weren’t quite what I ordered and that I’d like him to pick them up before we get home.”

Gayle looked surprised, spoke into the phone then hung up. “He said that would be fine.”

“Shall we, then?” Mr. Bell asked.

Cassie followed the men into the office and settled into the chair in front of Stephen’s desk. Alfred Bell sat in the chair next to hers as the phone on Stephen’s desk buzzed.

“Goodness,” the man said, “it’s like Mayfest in here this time of the afternoon.”

She heard Stephen say under his breath, not normally.

“Gayle, I’m in a meeting. What is it?” He had a sharp edge to his voice. Something Cassie wasn’t accustomed to hearing. She winced slightly and pulled her purse into her lap, hugging against her.

His tie sat slightly askew and his hair looked decidedly ruffled. Not so much that someone like Alfred Bell would notice, but Cassie did. And it made her insides melt in remembrance of their time in the elevator. What would have happened had Gayle not showed up when she did? Vegas all over again, she imagined.

They’d stayed in the Bellagio hotel and spent all night gambling and drinking. Stephen did most of the gambling, and Cassie quite a bit of the drinking. He’d won a couple thousand in black jack then grabbed her hand and rushed her toward the elevator.

Cassie, already drunk from the sights and sounds of the place, giggled the entire way. She’d failed to notice that her already low-cut peach dress had slipped further down. Not enough to cause a scene, but Stephen’s eyes darkened into a wolfish couldn’t wait to blow the top down leer. They made it to the elevator and miraculous entered by themselves.

Security cameras be damned, Stephen had her against the wall and her dress up around her waist before they made it to the room. Cassie, not willing to let him have all the fun, had his shirt unbuttoned and halfway down his back before he managed to get the pass-key to work. An elderly couple walked past and she shot them a friendly smile.

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