Page 12 of Best Laid Plans


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“I work out at our gym every day. It’s a few floors down from here. Below IT.”

“Oh.”

“You gonna observe me there, too?” he asked, fighting a grin.

She caught her lip between her teeth. “I’d check out everythingwith any other client.”

“You’re welcome to watch.” Cameron gave her a lazy smile and added, “If the board insists.”

A touch of pink stained her cheeks. “Maybe another day.”

“Suit yourself,” he said smoothly. “I’ll probably be on the phone most of the afternoon checking in with clients. And then we’ll meet the rest of the team for dinner tonight.”

“They don’t come into the officeevery day?”

“Most days I’m here, and they come in when they’re not on security jobs.” Thankfully, as CEO, Cameron had a good excuse not to travel—neglecting the daily operations was how his father got the Sydney office into trouble in the first place. The prominent clients in Sydney kept business booming, and his teammates could handle operations farther afield, if they came up. His aversionto flying wasn’t exactly good for the business, long-term, but he’d figure that out at some point. “Today the guys are looking at one of the local venues where we’re providing security for a high-profile client, a politician. You’ll hear the details in this week’s meeting.”

“Okay,” she said, stifling a yawn.

He raised an eyebrow. “This job’s already boring you? I told you, our businessis a lot more ordinary than your photos suggest.”

She shook her head. “It’s not that. The jet lag is killing me.”

Her eyelids sank for a moment and then snapped back open. He saw an opportunity, and he took it.

“Listen, why don’t you take a taxi back to your hotel for a few hours and catch up on some sleep,” he said. “Like I said, I’ll just be around the office answering messages andtalking to clients.”

She frowned. “Probably not a good idea on my first day.”

“You won’t miss anything,” he said. “I promise I won’t get into any trouble while you’re gone.”

Her eyelids drooped again. “I don’t know... I had planned to cover a bit more.”

“We’re meeting the team for dinner at seven, so I’ll come by your room around six and take you there.”

“Okay, maybe you’reright. I probably won’t be productive like this, anyway,” she said, suppressing another yawn. “But I can’t miss that meeting.”

“I won’t let you.”

Jackson nodded. “See you tonight, then.” She grabbed her bag and he couldn’t help noticing the sway of her hips as she walked out the door.

Once she disappeared, Cameron breathed a long sigh of relief. Thank God that was over. And he hadjust bought himself some time to get his head on straight.

It was only after Jackson was long gone that he realized his mistake. If he was going to forget that last night ever happened, he shouldn’t be anywhere near her hotel room.