The Devil In Denim by Melanie Scott

Author:Melanie Scott [Scott, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781923157019
Publisher: emscott enterprises

Chapter Eleven

The next day Alex fought a battle between necessity and memory. He’d just about coaxed his brain back into focusing on the budget forecasts in front of him, instead of reconstructing what he and Maggie had been doing on his desk the night before, when Mal and Lucas appeared in his doorway.

He waved them in, reaching for his best “I didn’t do anything and you can’t prove it” expression. His desk was back to its usual organized state, no sign of the chaos he’d caused. There hadn’t been much sign of Maggie either today. Avoiding him, it seemed. He frowned down at the pile of printouts in front of him.

“Hey,” Mal said, “What are you reading?”

“Budgets,” Alex said.

Mal looked hopeful. “The one I sent you for the new security system?”

Alex shook his head. “Nope, that one’s about five down in the queue. This is the operating budget for the stadium catering.”

Lucas came up beside Mal. “Sounds riveting. Did you get my e-mail about Doc Jones’s team analysis?”

“Also in the queue,” Alex admitted.

“What the hell have you been doing today?” Mal asked.

“Reading,” Alex said firmly. “Lots of reports. And a ridiculous number of meetings. Believe me, you two are not the only ones who want my attention.” What little he had of it today. Pity the one person he wanted to give said attention to was not asking for any of his time.

“Yeah, but we’re the only ones giving you ridiculous amounts of money for this little venture,” Mal said, his expression only half joking. “Doesn’t that move us up the queue a little?”

“Yes. That’s why you’re only five down the list, not twenty-five. Any higher than that then you’re going to have to try and bribe Gardner.”

Lucas shrugged. “I have to get back to the hospital. Was there anything else you needed me to do today?”

Alex thought for a moment, still not even sure what he was meant to be doing. His mind was still full of Maggie. Of dark eyes and soft skin and little moans that made him⁠—

Mind on the job.

Lucas. Right. Nothing sprang immediately to mind. “No.” He figured that getting rid of the two of them was the best way to ensure neither of them caught on that there might be something they needed to wring out of him.

“Okay then.” Lucas spun on his heel. Then turned back. “Oh wait. Tomorrow night. Football. No can do.”

“Why not?” Alex asked. He’d sweet-talked the owner of the Giants into giving him seats in the owner’s box for a play-off game. A way to be seen, with bonus football thrown in. Sure, it wasn’t as good as baseball but …

“Big surgery tomorrow. No way I’ll be done in time.”

Well, there was no arguing with that. For Lucas, business trumped pleasure every time. It was that pesky Hippocratic oath of his.

“I have to bail too,” Mal said.

“What? No. I don’t want to go on my own.” It was far more fun with at least someone he knew to drink beer and yell at the refs with.

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