“A product I’m beta testing,” he replied without looking up.
“Was that Julien Bonds?How did he do that?”she went on without waiting for a reply to her first question.
“Some sort of electronic wizardry.If it weren’t so irritating, this would be the most useful tool I’ve ever worked with.”Since he’d already entered her name and company email address, granting her permission to his files and calendar took only two taps on an icon.
A message scrawled across the screen.
Would you like to add a picture of Ms.Lane?For yes, upload now, or tap button to take a photo.Or we can find a picture of her on social media.That could be interesting.
How the hell did Julien’s program do that?Freaky as hell.
Nathan tapped a button, tilted the watch toward her and said, “Smile for the camera.”
She didn’t.
Nathan took the picture anyway.
With her mouth set in a stern line and a slight furrow between her brows, she was quite appealing.
Upload complete.
He glanced at the picture and the beating heart returned to float above the screen.Irritated, he swiped it away then glowered when it moved to the upper right hand corner rather than vanishing as he wanted.
Would you like to notify Ms.Lane of her accessibility, Mr.Donovan?
“Yes,” he replied.
Message sent.
Her phone dinged.Good to know that her work email went to her phone.
“You can talk to that thing?”she asked.
“It’s intuitive enough that it interacts however you want.”Except for the damn glitchy heart-rate monitor.
She glanced at her phone.“My email address has already been changed to Donovan Logistics,” she said, sounding incredulous.
“Handled yesterday.”Or sometime early this morning.After Friday evening, everything was blurred.
“You move fast.”
Over the hands he’d pressed together, he regarded her.“It may seem that way to you.And I’m sorry for that.But it’s been in the works for quite some time.”
She sat back, as if the air had left her lungs.
“As a rule, in business, I seize good opportunities, but I’m never reckless.I’m methodical, ensuring everything is in order.”He tapped his index fingers together.“The timeline was accelerated because Samuel was hoping a change in ownership would allow him the opportunity to defer or decrease fines and penalties.If you’d look at it objectively, you might realize it was a hell of a good decision.And that I’m not the bastard you called me.”
“That, Mr.Donovan, remains to be seen.”
Chapter Two
“There’s a limit to how much I’ll tolerate, Ms.Lane.Even from you.Especiallyfrom you.Are we clear?”
A chill raced down her spine.The way he looked at her, with his stern green eyes focused narrowly on her, made her squirm.No man had ever gotten to her this way before.She didn’t like overbearing men.In fact, she did everything possible to get away from them.So this—whatever it was that she experienced with Nathan Donovan—disoriented her.Disturbed her.Left her shaken.Made her want to test him to find out his limits.It was crazy, exciting, scary.
“As I’ve mentioned, this will all go much better with your support.But I do have people at Donovan Worldwide who I can bring over as an assistant on a temporary basis,” he continued.“As for the actual mechanics of this job, I’m willing to bet that, for the right price, I can hire Ted Ramirez.”
The name of one of the VPs from North Star Marine startled her, though it shouldn’t.Donovan clearly knew the industry and had studied it.North Star was Newman’s largest competitor, and no doubt Nathan was correct.Ted Ramirez was ambitious.Ingratiating himself with the Donovans would be a perfect play.
