Page 102 of The Donovan Dynasty


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“You told your mother about meeting me,” he prompted after that.

“If you want details, you can forget it.None.Zero.Your ego’s big enough,” she said.

“So you told her something that would feed my ego?”

She rolled her eyes.“My lips are sealed.Nothing is escaping.”

“When you bumped into me after I’d seen your dad, I was thinking of having you on your knees.”

Her breath tangled in her chest.

“I’m glad it was mutual.Let’s get back to my place.”

She shifted.“I was planning to spend the night at home tonight.I don’t have work clothes, and I need my car.”

“I’m not done with you yet.There’s plenty of the afternoon left, and we still have some details to discuss before tomorrow.It’s your call, Lara.Tell me to take you home, or ask me to beat you.”

There was seduction in his gaze, and she was helpless to resist him.

* * * *

Connor poured her a glass of wine.He enjoyed having her here, and already it was natural.She’d come in and put her purse on the coatrack then slipped off her heels while he’d hung his blazer from one of the hooks.He’d loosened his tie and unfastened the top button on his shirt.

She’d followed him into the kitchen and pulled the merlot from the refrigerator.It was a small step, but teamwork nonetheless.Whether she knew it or not, he was wearing down her defenses.The woman was going to be his wife on Friday, if not before.He’d have her moved in by Wednesday or Thursday.In a little over a week, he’d have a legitimate place on BHI’s board.Within six months, Donovan Worldwide would have acquired BHI Communications and its patents.“We’ve had a number of successes today,” he said.“And hopefully more to come.”He offered her a glass.

“Thank you,” she said as she accepted it.

“What do you say we order a pizza for dinner?”

“I’d say that sounds rather mundane.”

“We need to eat.”

“Pepperoni.”

“Anchovies,” he countered.

“What?No.Eww.”She shook her head.“No.”

He couldn’t keep his grin confined.

“You were joking?You?”

“Sausage,” he said, relenting.

“Half and half?”

“See?We do know how to negotiate.”

“Yeah, you hijack the deal with anchovies.You get anything you want after that.”

He ordered while she carried her wineglass into the living room.As usual, she sat in the chair, something he intended to change.

After he’d hung up, he walked into the living room and grabbed the remote control to select an easy-listening station.

He closed the blinds then said, “Show me how you masturbate.”

“Right now?”