by Lisa Lace
He sat down and cradled her in his arms until she was ready to let go. He believed she would have stayed that way all night if his phone hadn’t interrupted them again. She picked her head up, and he pulled the tie from her eyes. He waited for her to say it was okay to go, but she didn’t. She said nothing. He felt her give herself to him that night, her everything, and he didn’t want to break their perfect moment for anything. His dedication to her was as important as her submission to him.
He stroked her hair and patterned his breathing to hers. He caressed her naked body curled up in his lap, memorizing every inch of her as his fingertips glided over her waist, her thighs, her shoulders.
He didn’t want the night to end, but eventually, it had to. When she climbed off him and stretched her muscles, he knew it was time. He felt like he was letting her go forever. He ached to grab her and pull her back to his body, but he didn’t. He watched her walk to the window, pick up their clothes, and walk back. She slid her body into her dress while he reassembled his attire.
“I would say thank you for dinner, but we hardly ate a thing.” He fastened his pants and chuckled.
“I was too hungry to eat.” She looked at him for the first time since they made love against the window. With a solemn sadness, she picked up the food and put it back into the bags she’d brought it in. She picked up her shoes and leaned toward him, kissing him on his cheek before walking barefoot toward the door.
“Mia?” He had a nervous feeling well up in his stomach. “I need to know that you’re okay.”
“Yes.” Her answer was barely audible, barely felt but he believed her. “I need a little time to let all of this sink in. If it is a big part of who I am, I have to adjust my mind to accept it as well as my body did. One thing.”
“What is it?”
“I would do anything for you.”
Her words struck him hard, but he completely understood. He wanted to run to her and pick her up. He wanted to tell her he was in love with her, but he forced himself to stay where he was. It was too much for her. She needed to process this revelation.
He watched her walk out the door before he sat back down and clenched the arms of the chair to keep himself from running after her.
Edward knew there was no point in trying to continue working. It was almost midnight, so he shut everything down, grabbed his phone and his case and left. Remembering the missed call, he answered the message and listened to Jack’s voice telling him to call him immediately. He didn’t sound happy, and that worried Edward.
He speed-dialed Jack, and the phone rang twice. “What the fuck took you so long?”
“Hello, Jack. It’s nice to talk to you too.”
“I just left there not an hour before I called you. You couldn’t be bothered?”
“I was busy. You knew that. What do you want?”
“I know what you are doing, playing one side against the other. It’s going to catch up with you, and someone is going to get real sore.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You can’t tell your little girlfriend you want to save her and her company and then turn around and tell me you are going through with the takeover.”
“I have it all under control. Will you relax?”
Edward had to buy time with Jack. He knew it was going to be impossible to persuade him to sign off on the deal, knowing all he was getting was a few measly shares of Mia’s company in the long run. But if he could slip the proper documents saving her company into the fake takeover documents, he might be able to get Jack to sign them. He’d destroy the takeover documents, and Jack would be out.
“You had better. I deserve this, Edward. I’m keeping my eyes on this. Don’t fuck me over!”
“I wouldn’t think of it, brother.” He hung up and left the office, pulling Mia’s name up on his phone.
I know I promised to give you time, but we need to talk. He set his phone down and started his car. A reply came back, and he picked it up.
Tonight? About what?
About your company. I just talked to my brother. It’s not good. I may need your help.
Where do you want me to meet you?
He sent her the name and address of a small bar, and within an hour, he was walking in. When his eyes met hers, his stomach formed a knot. He wanted to give her more time. He needed to. He also needed to be sure he could save her company. Jack was moving too fast, and Edward was losing time and hope.
“Thank you for meeting me so late.”
“Sure.” She slid a glass of wine toward him when he sat down. “I figured you might want this since we didn’t get a chance to drink any of it earlier.”
“I had a little.” He looked down at her breasts before searing his gaze into her eyes. Her cheeks blushed a lovely shade of pink. That took care of the knot in his stomach.
“What did you want to talk about?”
“Right to the point. I like that about you. Apparently, Jack will do anything he can to make sure your company ends up the way my father intended to be: sold off in pieces to the highest bidders.”
“That figures.”
“It’s going to be a real problem if I don’t get his cooperation.”
“He can be so pushy.” She looked up at him as soon as she said it.
“What?”
“I meant to say, he seems the type. Always pushing people around. He seems difficult to work with.”
“Yeah, he can be.” Edward thought her comment was odd, but he let it go. He kept the question in the back of his mind. “Mia, I want to help your company, but it needs more than my approval. I’m afraid Jack is going to create some problems.”
“I will help you out as best as I can, but first and foremost, I need to secure what is left of my company. We had a huge scare a few weeks ago, and somehow my entire record database was wiped clean from the network.”
“Really?” The knot in Edward’s stomach returned, accompanied by a large amount of guilt over what he’d done.
“Steven, myself and the entire staff worked hard to get it back. When we thought all was lost, somehow Steven was able to break in and get to the backup.”
“So, all is well once again?”
“So far, but I don’t want it to happen again. We were very fortunate to regain access. I know it will be a large investment, but we need a better security system.”
How could he sit across from her and lie to her face? I was the reason your company disappeared! But I’m the reason it was returned safely. My intentions were good. Your security is fine. Don’t waste the money.
How could he tell her the truth? “I can help you there. That’s what Donovan Technologies does. I can give you a hell of a deal, too. I know the boss.” He winked at her and smiled.
“No, Edward. I won’t do that. I don’t want favors, especially from your company. You think we have problems now? They would have a field day with us if they knew you were doing special favors for me. No, I’ll find another company, an equally reputable one. I have to do this on my own.”
Edward sat back and finished off his wine.
Edward
“Happy Friday, little brother.”
Edward looked up from his computer as Jack walked in.
“I would appreciate it if you would refrain from calling me that.”
“Should I call you Eddie?” Jack cocked his head and smiled.
“Nope.” He thought better than to ask about Jack’s convenient play on words. “Edward will be fine. Unless you prefer Boss.”
“Touché.”
He sat down in the chair where Edward had comforted Mia the night before and inhaled deeply like a dog. The idea that Jack could have been there when Mia visited played on Edward’s mind. He kept his eye on him as he ran his hand along the table.
“What do you think of that little number, Mia Walker?”
Edward felt his muscles tense up. “I think she’s a strong businesswoman who wants to hold onto her company.”
“Oh, please
. You never thought about fucking her?” He reached down and grabbed himself through his pants. “I bet she’s a lot of fun. Or maybe she’s so stuffy that she just lays there. What do you think? I bet I could loosen her up.”
Edward took a controlled breath and clenched his jaw tightly. When he looked up, Jack wore a sardonic smile.
“I think you should stop talking about her like she’s a piece of meat.”
“Did I hit a soft spot? Does little brother have a crush on Mia Walker?” He stood up, his hands on his hips like a scolding father. “Does she know?” He then gasped and covered his mouth. “You didn’t fuck her yet, did you? You sly dog.”
“Is there something I can do for you, Jack?” Besides jumping over this desk and pummeling you to the floor?
“No, not really. Just hanging out with my little brother, making a little locker room banter about hot chicks. Is that a crime now, boss?”
Edward felt the heat rising in his blood. “I have a lot of work to do. I need to prepare for my meeting this evening. You need to leave.”
“Meeting?” Jack perked up and leaned forward. “What sort of meeting?”
Damn it!
“Nothing you need to worry about.”
“It’s about MWSA, isn’t it? I think I should be there. When is it?”
“You don’t need to be there. I have this all under control. Besides, it’s just the odds and ends to finish it up and close the deal. I can have you sign the paperwork before the meeting.”
“The takeover deal, right? You are still buying it like we talked about. You aren’t letting a little pussy cloud your mind from doing the right thing.”
“Of course.” Edward’s eyes shifted to his keyboard and didn’t move. He never was good at lying to his brother. Jack had known how to manipulate and even beat the truth out of him when he was a boy.
Jack nodded his head. “I think I’ll go. You know, help out with the odds and ends.”
Edward stared at him, knowing it was a done deal. Jack was going if he had to follow him around the entire day to be sure he was there.
“Dinner is at six at Carbone on Thompson.”
“I know where it is. I’ll be there. Who else will be attending this intimate little gathering?”
“Besides myself? Miss Walker and her partner, Steven.”
“And you didn’t think I should be there?”
“No, Jack. I didn’t. You are not a partner in this company, and frankly, you don’t have a very good attitude when it comes to business.” He lowered his voice and mumbled. “Probably why Dad gave this company to me.”
“I own enough to have a voice, and I won’t let you or any other asshole take what is rightfully mine! I have worked too fucking hard for this!”
Jack’s tone got stronger, and Edward knew enough to shut the conversation down before he went too far. “Okay, yes. It isn’t a problem.”
“I didn’t think it would be. Why don’t you give me my paperwork so I can look it over before I sign? It isn’t that I don’t trust you, little brother. You understand.”
“Of course.”
He sifted through the papers he had for Jack and pulled the documents he didn’t want him to read. “This should be it.” He held them out toward Jack, covering the others up before he got to his desk.
He snatched them out of his hand and crinkled them together in his fist before walking out.
Edward picked up his phone and texted Mia. We have a problem.
The restaurant was busy as usual. Edward had met Mia and Steven there early to catch them up on what was going on.
“We have to play it cool, and when the time is right, I’ll take care of it,” Edward reassured a very nervous Mia.
“I’m just afraid he’ll drag this on until it’s too late.” Mia fidgeted with the ring on her finger.
“I won’t let that happen.” Steven tried reassuring her by rubbing her arm with his hand.
Edward locked on to Steven’s hand and felt his chest constrict. “Neither will I. You can be sure of that.”
Mia looked at Edward and then over his shoulder toward the front door. “He’s coming in the door now.”
“Did he see me?”
“No. I don’t think so.”
“I haven’t arrived yet. If he thinks we have been talking, he’ll get even more suspicious than he is now.”
“Got it.”
Edward got up, keeping his eyes on Jack, and walked swiftly toward the back of the restaurant. He peered through the waitresses, moving around, and when Jack was seated, he snuck around the room toward them.
“Hello. Sorry I’m late.” Edward held his hand up to Mia and Steven, taking a seat next to his brother. “I hope I didn’t miss much.”
“Not at all.” Mia smiled, her eyes shifting to the table when Jack stared. “We just got here ourselves not too long ago.”
“You must drink fast,” Jack said, motioning to their glasses.
Mia looked down and noticed they were half gone before looking up at Edward.
“Woman after my own heart,” he continued, a sly grin on his face. He stared down at her chest and back up to her face.
“Enough, Jack,” Edward warned. “This is exactly what I was talking about.”
“Chill, little brother. Have a drink.” He motioned to the waitress and waved her over when he noticed Steven’s arm resting on the back of Mia’s chair. “Are you two a thing? A little work, a little play?”
“I said, enough.” Edward’s tone tightened, but it did no good.
“I just want to know what is acceptable and what isn’t, that’s all. Maybe when we take over your company, I can get in on the benefits, too.”
Steven stood up, his fists clenched. Mia grabbed his arm and tried to pull him back down. “Steven, don’t. Please. He isn’t worth it.”
Edward should have been the one jumping up to defend Mia’s honor, but he knew Jack. He knew the way he played his games, and he needed to feel out the situation. When he caught Jack watching him, he shifted uncomfortably in his chair. He was playing Edward against Steven, and Jack was getting the reaction he wanted.
The waitress approached them with menus in her arm and a forced smile on her face. “Welcome to Carbone’s. Will you be dining with us this evening?”
“I think I’ve lost my appetite.” Mia stood up and glared at Jack. “Excuse me. I’m going to find the ladies’ room.”
“I think I will take a little break also.” Steven followed Mia, leaving Edward watching after them, and Jack smirking.
“Can I just have a scotch on the rocks, please?” Edward wanted to end the night before anything escalated.
“Oh, yeah. That sounds perfect. Make that two.” Jack watched the waitress walk away, making inappropriate gestures.
“What are you doing?”
“Just letting off a little steam. Is there a problem? I think I need to get laid. That’s my problem.” He turned toward Edward, putting his hand on the back of Edward’s chair and leaning toward him. “Speaking of sex, it seems as though our two guests of honor have more than just a shitty little company in common. What do you think?”
Edward got in Jack’s face and clenched his teeth tight together. “If you have a reason other than getting through this acquisition tonight, you can cancel it. Watch your step, before I do something you wouldn’t expect me to do. Daddy isn’t here to protect you anymore.”
Jack let out a hearty laugh, making several people turn toward them. “What are you going to do, Edward? Daddy might have given you the company, but I assure you, I can take you down and I will, hard. Stick to our plan, or you will see what I can do.”
It took everything he had not to take Jack down right there. When Mia and Steven returned, they sat quietly, glanced awkwardly at each other, and kept silent.
“I think, perhaps we should reconvene this meeting at a later date.” Edward rested his elbows on the table and pressed his fingertips together.
“What a shame.” Jack leaned bac
k in his chair, enjoying the circus he’d created.
“I apologize to you both for my brother’s behavior. I will be in touch.” Edward got up and shook each of their hands.
“No need to apologize for me.” He got up and slapped Edward on his back. “You stay. This is getting stale for me anyway. I’ll give my signature when I’m damned good and ready. You all have a wonderful night.”
Edward didn’t move from his spot until Jack was out of the restaurant. He sat back down and shook his head. “I’m sorry.”
“No need for apologies,” Steven said. “We were prepared for the worst. That was nothing.”
Edward watched Mia and knew it wasn’t nothing. She was still uneasy. “Don’t write him off yet. We have a battle ahead of us. But if you are willing to trust me and stick with me, we will get through this.”
“If it means saving our company, then we’re ready for anything.” She shot Steven a look and took a sip of her drink.
“I think I will say good night.” Steven finished his drink and stood up from the table.
“Are you sure? I’m sorry for the way my brother acted. I can’t control him. Can you stay for dinner?” Edward reached toward his bag at his feet.
“After dealing with Jack, I think it’s best that we reschedule. I’ll give you a call tomorrow.” He nodded toward Edward before turning toward Mia and kissing her forehead. “You’ll be okay?”
“Of course.”
Edward didn’t say another word until Steven had gone. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
She nodded. “Yes. I’m fine. I should have been better prepared for him.”
“You couldn’t have known what he was going to do. No one in their right mind, business suit or not, should treat a woman that way.”
“Thanks.” She shifted in her seat.
Edward sensed something more. “What is it you aren’t telling me?”
