The Art of Love
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Janet cleared her throat and fingered her pearls. She used so much hairspray that her short-cropped, grey curls practically formed a helmet on her head and could probably be considered a fire hazard, and she wore a ridiculously large diamond on her withered finger. Fixing a steely glare on Garret, she shook her head. “Young man, I hope you didn’t hire this Ms. Moore because she looks good in a short skirt.”
Despite her ball-busting attitude, Janet actually had a soft spot for Garret. She often said that he reminded her of her second husband.
Unfortunately, her second husband didn’t last long, and she married four more times.
“I have a feeling that you’re going to like her,” Garret said with a small smile. “And that you might be the only one.”
Janet cackled with glee just as the door opened. Garret was privately relieved to see that Lisa had exchanged her skirt for a pair of pants, but when he saw how they curved over her ass, he immediately had to look away.
He was not about to get an erection during a board meeting.
She’d pulled her dark hair up into a coil at the nape of her neck and wore a filmy blue blouse that, despite its loose shape, did nothing to hide the figure underneath.
Next to her was an extremely well put together Hawk Parker. He shot Garret an amused look before nodding at the table. “Ladies. Gentlemen. My apologies for making everyone late. Ms. Moore here had quite a bit to say.”
Meaning she probably kicked his ass all the way from the bed to the office. Lisa looked completely unperturbed as she slid into her seat. Garret took his cue and stood as he addressed everyone. “Now that we’re all here, I’d like to get started, and I’m going to be frank. I know we were all taken aback by the stipulations in Parker’s will, and I’m sure I can speak for everyone when I say that we’re all not sure how this is going to work. The wording from the will gives Wiltshire and Donovan some wiggle room if they want to contest our actions. We’re going to be walking a thin line all year.”
As usual, Garret started to pace as he spoke. “You all asked that I hire help, and I think you’ll find that Moore’s Image Consulting is exactly what we’re looking for. She has a reputation for anticipating and tackling problems head on. She’s here to make sure that the press focus on the current actions of the brothers rather than their past reputations. As she works with them individually, I’ll be targeting the brother’s reputation as a unit. Presenting a strong bond will be the key that we need to suppress whatever Wiltshire is cooking up.”
The board members nodded their heads, and Garret felt some of his anxiety ease. He introduced Lisa and opened her up to questions. Most of the men could barely take their eyes off her, but she replied with poise and ease. The brothers behaved themselves and pretended that they were all eager for this opportunity to work together, and by the time the meeting concluded, Garret felt like maybe they could make this work.
The room started to empty, and as Janet walked by him, she reached out and grabbed his arm. Crooking her finger, she gave him a sly smile as he bent down. “You’re right,” she whispered. “I do like her. I especially like the way that you’re looking at her. I suggest that you bend her over while you have the chance.”
“Mrs. Mayfield!” he groaned. “That is not going to happen. We need to focus. We will not be mixing business with pleasure.”
“Then you’re a bigger idiot than I thought. I’ve watched Roger Parker manipulate you just like he does his sons, but this isn’t your company. Don’t let it become more important than your love life.”
Garret was about the point out that his love life and his sex life were hardly the same thing, but she was already hobbling away.
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