The Boss's Christmas Baby by Trish Morey

Author:Trish Morey [Morey, Trish]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Health & Fitness, Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Pregnancy & Childbirth, General, Man-Woman Relationships, Love Stories, Adult, Sisters, Twins, Pregnancy, Businessmen, Administrative Assistants, Impersonation
ISBN: 9780373126781
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2007-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Tegan reeled as her sister’s words sunk in—a tourist-bus crash…nobody seriously hurt…slight matter of a broken leg…about to be wheeled into surgery…

Surgery? That no doubt accounted for the brittle quality to her sister’s voice.

Morgan sounded like she was still in shock or high on medication or both.

The second message began. It was from Jake, one of the party she was travelling with. Morgan was out of surgery, he said, and wanted her to know she’d come through with flying colours. But she’d had multiple fractures which had required pinning, and she wouldn’t be travelling for several weeks at least. And Morgan had especially wanted her to know that she was really sorry.

Tegan collapsed into a chair. Her sister was okay, thank God, but she so wished she’d been home to take the call and talk to Morgan herself before she’d had to go under the anaesthetic. But she hadn’t been home. Instead of being here to take her twin’s call, she’d been out making love all night with her twin’s boss.

Tegan dropped her head into her hands. Oh hell, what a mess! Morgan wasn’t travelling anywhere for weeks. Which meant Morgan wouldn’t magically be reappearing to take over her job come Monday. What the hell was Tegan supposed to do now—pretend to be Morgan and try to work with Maverick for another how ever many weeks?

Oh, dear God, no! Oh, sure, she’d managed to convince him she was Morgan so far, but she could hardly consider her efforts a victory, more like survival. And so far, apart from a night of memories that would stay with her for ever, she’d escaped from it all with nothing.

Least of all her self-respect.

She couldn’t continue with the farce. Her deal with Morgan had been for one week only, and that had been with Maverick half a world away. Already she’d gone above and beyond the call of duty.

Already the lie was too big, too damaging, the repercussions and consequences growing nastier by the day.

She had no choice but to come clean. Morgan would probably lose her job because if it, but Maverick was bound to find out the truth sooner or later. Better it came from Tegan now.

All she had to do was work out a way to tell him.

He’d spent all weekend stewing. He wasn’t going to call her. There was no point.

If she could walk out on him after a night like they’d shared together, then she wasn’t worth the effort. He was over it.

He looked at his watch and growled. So where was she?

Then he heard the lift doors ping, and his gut pulled tighter than a drum.

One infinitely long minute later and she was there, knocking lightly at the open door.

He barely flicked his eyes in her direction. ‘You’re late.’ She took a step in, and out of the corner of his eye he detected her heels waver shakily on the carpet.

‘Maverick, I need to talk to you.’ It gave him a fair chunk of satisfaction that her grip on the earth wasn’t the only thing that was wobbly.

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