Thunderstruck: An MMA Bad Boy Romance Page 11
Again, no reaction from the rest of the room, just more blank stares.
The only reaction is from Alicia. A small, almost happy grunt.
“Is there something you’d like to share?” I ask.
“Cynthia leaving is the best thing that could happen to Love Lace. I know that’s probably not nice to say, but it’s the truth.” She bites her bottom lip, stopping herself.
“Go on.” I nod at her, wanting to hear more.
She looks around the room, but when she doesn’t get any reaction, those gorgeous gray eyes turn back to me, and she says, “I’ve been trying to get Cynthia to approve my new designs, the ‘Charlotte Range.’ But she said…” Her tongue darts out over her lush lips before continuing, “She said that it was a range that belonged to hookers and I was way out of my league. But I think if we surveyed our customers, we’d see that what women want is not only comfort, but pieces that make them feel sexy.” She glances down and says softly, “Even if it’s for their eyes only.”
I don’t say anything, because I’m blinded by her beauty, and by the fact that she pretty much read my mind. There’s also the hint in her words that suggests she not only enjoys designing sexy pieces, but also wearing them.
God, what I wouldn’t do for a glimpse of that image.
“Sorry, I said too much.” Shifting nervously, she drags her palm down her skirt.
I remember the original designs that Cynthia’s secretary sent me.
“The Christmas designs. The ones that were sent by mistake. Those were yours?”
She nods, “Guilty.”
I sit down and say, “So, why do you think Ms. Briggs didn’t approve them?”
She shrugs, “I don’t know. I’ve never understood her management style.”
I don’t want to put their manager down, especially because I don’t know anything about this Alicia. Yes, she’s hot. And sexy as hell. But until I’ve done my homework on something other than her measurements, I’ll have to keep everything strictly business.
She licks her dry lips, and I think to myself that it’s going to be fucking hard.
Probably near impossible.
But I’ve never been one to mix business with pleasure, and even for this delicious little temptress, I’m not going to start now.
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A good ol' Canadian boy, who loves hockey, maple syrup and beavers! I also love to write sexy stories about strong alpha men who would do anything to protect the women they love.
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