The Boss, The Baby And The Bride by Day Leclaire

Author:Day Leclaire
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-06-03T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

“ANGIE MAKEPEACE. Please report to your supervisor. Angie Makepeace to Supervisor Goodenkind.”

She heard the whispers start the moment she stepped onto the gilded path. Lifting her chin, she kept walking. Some things never changed, it would seem. It shouldn’t surprise her. And yet, it did. No matter what happened, no matter how bad her situation became, no matter how many missions she failed, she couldn’t quite kill the tiny spark of hope that burned deep in her heart—the hope for a better tomorrow.

If she ever lost that, she’d probably lose her soul. Because she didn’t think she could continue without hope to keep her going. Her jaw clenched. Unfortunately, a better tomorrow never came—at least not for her—and it had become increasingly difficult to sustain a dream that might not exist.

Goodenkind wasn’t alone, Angie noticed the minute she stepped into his office. Scratch sat there, too—a a smug expression on his otherwise angelic face. No doubt he’d already given his own version of events. She greeted her supervisor with a plucky grin. “Hello, Good. Miss me?”

“It’s been amazingly quiet without you, Ms. Makepeace.”

“I’ll see what I can do about that.”

He regarded her with a stern countenance. “Assuming you remain, that is, which is highly questionable at this point. Have a seat, Angie.”

That didn’t sound too good. Nevertheless, she rallied with a brilliant smile and sat down. “I admit, lucky thirteen didn’t turn out to be too lucky.” She shot the pesky dalmatian a look of undisguised irritation. “But I guess you already heard about that.”

The dog bared his teeth.

“I received Scratch’s report, yes.” Goodenkind steepled his hands, as he fixed her with an unwavering stare. “Would you care to give me your version of events?”

If she’d been a kid, she’d be squirming in her chair. As it was, she couldn’t quite sit still. She fluttered her feathers for a bit and adjusted her halo to a jauntier angle. “I’m not sure what more I can add.” At the blatant evasion, a teeny spot of soot appeared on her spotless white robes and she hastily tucked the telltale blemish from sight. “Mr. Harding isn’t interested in my finding him a wife. When push came to shove, he fired me.”

“I believe you’re leaving out a few details—details of a more personal nature.”

For the second time, a burning heat scalded her cheeks. Who would have thought angels could blush? Especially an angel like her. She’d have sworn it was impossible. And yet, here she sat, her cheeks as red as the dresses she favored. “Oh, that.”

“Yes, that. You kissed the man. You were tempted to make love to him.”

“I resisted!”

“True. That fact, and that fact alone, has earned you a temporary reprieve.”

She moistened her lips. “I’m not...not going to be put out?” Was that tiny, aching voice really hers? It must have been, because a wealth of compassion dawned in Goodenkind’s eyes.

“No, my dear. You’re not. You haven’t finished your mission.”

“But, I thought—”

“You’ll have to return and convince Mr. Harding he’s in serious need of your secretarial services again.

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