His favorite mistake
sn't a social person. Most people disgusted him, others annoyed him and he could count on one hand the number of people he could tolerate. He loved his own company. The only other thing he loved
til
uch of his thoughts as it was and he didn't like it. He wanted t
sly checked the R
e he could make his escape. He had the world to conquer,
d. Someone spoke to him, he responded. Five more
he second time in a row. McCoy is a lucky bastard t
he?" Someo
how old you are Hugh."
Jacqueline
what made him a brilliant businessman. He made it his business to remember n
about where he had heard that name. She was the one.
er again. The woman he couldn't stop thinking about. A green dr
to find a way to get Jacqueline Miller away from public ears and ask her exactly what was going on. First though, he needed to call his assistant. Perry Astermann had been working for him for almost a decade which was almost as long as he had been CEO of Bradford conglomerate. His duties ranged from setting up meetings to arran
all into the balcony. Just as he pulled out his phone, he felt someone else's presence behind him. He turned. Jacqueline had followed
ay silent so as not to g
he started, studying him the same way he st
reason you wan
esture that was meant to be part elegantly demure, part sedu
." He
elieve me?" He
ames with her. "What do
h her eyes, there and gon
inflection. Jacqueline couldn't tell if he was angry or pleased or confused. I
to rest on his chest. "I felt offended that you had tried to buy
ow what you've heard about me, but you should know I don't pursue women. If a q
"It's not ab
t you, someone else. You're as interchangeable with any other woman on this planet as two identical pairs of black socks. There's nothing the least noteworthy about you enough to arou
lled out of the curb befor
n the first r
t my night with Jacqueline Miller." Thank God
was someone else th
" The line
e found her and knew exactly what had gone down that night, what sort of magic she'd performed that made her continuousl