The Boss' Proposal by Seraphina Donavan

Author:Seraphina Donavan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-02-04T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

It had been four days since Anthony’s proposal and their return to the office had been anticlimactic. Though they had stopped hiding their relationship, and the ring flashing on Grace’s hand had raised more than a few eyebrows, Richard Beatty had been noticeably absent. His desk had been cleared out and there was no indication of where he had gone. Anthony continued to have his investigator work on locating him, but Grace could only assume that Beatty had been tipped off somehow to the fact that they were on to him. Over the last few days, they’d gleaned very disturbing information about Beatty, who had apparently changed his name. He’d been born James Richardson. Beatty had been his mother’s name and after his father had lost control of his own company to Callahan Industries and committed suicide, he’d reverted to his mother’s surname.

Perhaps it was the very lack of activity that had exhausted her. Living on a knife edge of anticipation, waiting for Beatty to make a move or for someone in the office to point their finger at her and call her a scarlet woman, had taken a toll. Seating herself at her desk, she looked up as the door to Anthony’s office opened. It didn’t matter how many times she looked at him, her stomach still fluttered nervously.

“Why don’t you take off early?” he suggested. “You look tired.”

“Well that’s flattering,” she responded drolly.

“Beautiful,” he added, “but tired. It’s been a long week, Grace. It’s Friday afternoon. You have the key to my apartment. Go home, take a hot bath and relax.”

“If I go to your apartment, neither one of us will get any rest… I have some things I need to take care of home anyway. I think I’ll stay at my house tonight and then tomorrow, I’ll come over.”

“I worry about you being alone there,” he said.

“I’ll be fine. I promise. I’ll even call Celia to come over if I need her to. You haven’t enjoyed your weekly poker game in months now,” she reminded him. “Play cards, drink beer, smoke those disgusting cigars and enjoy the last vestiges of bachelorhood.”

He leaned toward her, bracing his palms on the desktop. “I will. But only because you actually do need rest and I can’t be trusted in the same room with you.”

Grace smiled, and then her smile faded as he kissed her. His lips caressed hers, coaxed gently, until she opened to him. With his tongue gliding sensually against hers, Grace tried to remind herself that she had wanted to be alone for the night. It was so hard to think when he touched her. Forcing herself to break the kiss, she pushed her chair back, placing herself out of his reach. “No more of that. Save it for tomorrow.”

He sighed as he rose to his full height. “You’re a hard woman, Grace Marcum.”

“Yes, I know. Cold and ruthless… I will see you tomorrow. You can me out to the little bistro we always order brunch from.”

Anthony chuckled as he grabbed her coat and helped her into it.

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