The Businessman's Tie (The Power to Please, Book 1) by Ward Deena

Author:Ward, Deena [Ward, Deena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-02-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

One of the stall doors swung open and out stepped Elaine Hoyte. She glanced at me before heading to a sink.

She washed her hands. “If only I had a nickel for every time I heard a woman say she hated a man in this place, or one for when she said she loved him.” She shook her head, smiling at her own joke.

She pulled a few paper towels from the dispenser. “I’d have a nice stash of spending money just from Michael’s ladies alone. That was you with him, wasn’t it? Michael Weston?”

“Yeah, how’d you know that?”

“I try to obey my master in all things, when we’re in a scene, but I can’t help myself. Sometimes I peek around to see who’s watching.”

“And you saw me, with Michael.”

“Sure. I know I shouldn’t and I’ll probably confess later tonight. I always do but ... hey, are you okay?”

I covered my face with my hands. “No, I’m not okay. I’m a moron.”

“Look honey, being with that man doesn’t make you a moron. He’s all hell-a good lookin’ and I’ve appreciated a chance or two to scene with him.”

I dropped my hands and stalked to the mirror. There I was. Looked the same. I began the evening thinking I was a fairly intelligent person, now I found out that I had the brain of a lemur. Or a lemming. Yeah, more like a stupid, stupid lemming.

“No, I didn’t mean Michael,” I said. “Although, I’m beginning to wonder. Do you know what I thought? I can’t believe it. I’m an idiot.”

Elaine’s expression was both kind and bemused.

I wanted to smack my forehead. “I didn’t realize that big window went both ways. I mean, I guess I didn’t think about it. I thought it was like one of those mirrors in cop shows, when a witness ID’s a suspect, you know. A one-way mirror, where you can see, but not be seen. That’s what I thought.”

Elaine started to laugh, I think, but took pity on me and stopped herself. “Aw, honey, don’t worry about it. Doesn’t make any difference anyway. My husband and me, we’ve just about seen it all. You and Michael weren’t doing anything in there that was worth tellin’ tales about.”

I covered my face with my hands again.

Elaine tsked-tsked then came over and patted me on the shoulder. “That didn’t come out right. I meant you don’t need to be embarrassed. Ron and I wouldn’t ever say anything to anyone about you. It’s the code around here. It’s meant to be safe.”

I blew out a loud breath and uncovered my face. There I was. Still in that damned mirror. Dumb as a rock. Pity.

Elaine asked if I had a brush in my purse. She pulled it out and ran it through my hair, setting me to rights, as she put it, saying it would make me feel better. Then she gently wiped away a few smudges of mascara from under my eyes, and rummaged around in my purse to find my

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