Sharon was late for her meeting with her boss and in a hurry, so she leapt out of her taxi and ran across the pavement towards the Mayflower restaurant too intent to notice the man in an evening dress who got out of a parked car on the other side of the road and headed in the same direction.
They collided in the revolving door, each in such a hurry that they had not held back for the other to go first. They had not really seen each other but had glanced briefly at each other.As they both collided in the revolving door, the door jammed with the both of them crushed together in one session.Sharon looked up, her eyes a stormy green and met with black cold eyes that looked irritated.'If you back out, that will free the door', a deep voice said to her.'If you had had the courtesy to let me go first, this wouldn't have happened. Step back!' she snapped.Sharon did not like his tone nor the fact that she had been forced too close to him. Not even the thinnest sheet could pass through them and this made her aware of just how powerfully built he was.He was six feet of muscle and bone and his skin was smooth and tan with a face that could have been carved in granite.'There is no need arguing about whose fault it is. The most important thing is for us to solve this problem so just wriggle backwards', he said.'You could do the wriggling', she said furious that she was about a foot shorter and perhaps that was why he thought he could boss her around like some helpless female but he had another thought coming if that was what he imagined that she was.He looked down into her angry green eyes and Sharon got furious. He reminded her of her ex fiance who had walked out on her close to the wedding and went ahead to marry another girl.It had been five years since and Sharon had dated men but had not fallen in love like that again and would not even allow it. She guarded her heart well. She had been deeply hurt once and was never going to allow that happen to her again.'Why can't you just swallow your pride and anger and back out since that is the easiest way of freeing the door?'Without saying anything to him, she backed into a more suitable position that would help her wriggle out easily.She had high heels on and since his foot was in the way, she felt her heels sink into his polished shoe and he reacted violently, taking a sharp breath and swearing under his breath.'Sorry', she said as she met his glittering black eyes.'You did that delibrately, didn't you?' he asked.'Don't be ridiculous. Your foot was on the way. How was I to know you would put your foot on the way?'He eyed her with great dislike. Then turning sideways, he began to slide past her,his body pressing against her, his arm brushing her breasts.Despite herself, she felt a sharp needle of sexual awareness stab through her and she tensed in shock.'Watch it!' she said knowing instinctively that he was delibrately forcing his intimacy on her in male revenge because she had not accepted to back out.He looked down on her in a condescending manner and said still standing close to her, their bodies touching, 'Don't flatter yourself, this isn't giving me any thrill at all, I assure you!'Sharon blushed angrily.'Oh, just get a move on will you? We are attracting a crowd'.Inside the restaurant, there were people who were waiting to get out and outside, there were others waiting to get in and they were all giving them knowing smiles that got Sharon angry but she hid it as she smiled back at them shrugging.The annoying man finally squeezed backwards and Sharon immediately pushed the revolving door to emerge in the restaurant apologizing to the people as she slid out of her jacket and handed it to the waiter.'Is Mr. Stanford here?' she asked.'Yes, he is in the bar, ma'am'.She and her boss frequently dinned in this particular restaurant with their clients.As she walked towards the bar, she saw the tall frame of the arrogant man reflected on the glass lining the wall, as he walked behind her.She walked into the bar confident that she was looking her best in her white short gown that displayed her long legs to perfection and her dark auburn hair.She looked around but could not find David. She hoped that he had not forgotten that he had asked her to dinner here tonight.He had flown in from New York that morning and had not been to the office but had stayed home, resting after the trip.He had always been punctual but the death of his wife had really affected him so much that he had buried himself in his work giving himself time for little else.She felt that he wanted her to discuss some important business proposals and innovations or perhaps to introduce her to some clients and when he wishes to do any of those things, he talks to her pit of the office in a place he feels more relaxed and comfortable in.She sat on one of the empty chairs to wait for him.'What would you have ma'am? said a waiter that immediately came over.'Just a glass of sparkling water', she said and crossed one slender, shapely leg over the other, her short gown ridding Up to her thigh and she had to stroke it down over her knee.She glanced casually round the room and found herself looking into black eyes on the other side of the room. Eyes that had been watching her smoothing down her gown and coldly assessing her legs and coming up with an unimpressed expression on her figure and face.She did not like getting stares like that. It made her feel that the person was considering her as an object and not a human and could even mean it as an insult and she was sure this man with the black eyes meant it as an insult considering what he had said to her when they had collided in the revolving door.She gave him one of her coolest glacial states and he looked disinterestedly away, down on his gold wristwatch and frowning, got up.Sharon stiffened, thinking for a moment that he was coming towards her but he went out of the bar without giving her another look and as he went, women watched him avidly.She conceded that he had his points especially if you saw him in a good light.She liked it all men especially those who walked that way and his tan was striking too and he probably stripped well, his body had interesting proportions,broad shoulders, slim hips and very long legs.Catching herself, she grimaced.'What am I doing thinking about him that way?' she thought to herself.Men like him were nothing but disaster waiting to happen.She had not had a man in her life for almost a year now, that was the trouble and no matter how hard she worked or the number of hours that she put in, she still felt blue at times.But frustration and loneliness must be having a dire effect on her brain for her to look twice at that mannerless guy.She consulted her watch.'Where was David?'No sooner had she thought of the question than she saw him hurrying towards her, a thing slight fair man in a well- cut dark suit.'Sorry', he said sliding into a seat next to her. 'Am I late or were you early?''I have only been here a moment's, she lied looking at him anxiously as she absorbed the air of weariness that he habitually wore. She had not seen him for about a forth night and she was struck by the way he was aging.He was just forty five but looked alot older. There were lines round his mouth and eyes and his skin had a grey tinge.The waiter brought her drink and looked at Bryan expectantly.'My usual, Tom', David told him with a smile.'Yes, Mr. Stanford', the waiter said beaming. Very pleased that such a man remembered his name.David aye here frequently, he lived in a luxurious penthouse flat, a short walk away. This was the nearest local restaurant and he liked the place alot.He had a married couple who ran his home. Mr. Stevenson was his chauffeur and handyman and
'Bryan should have had some shares in the bank long ago because his mother was my father's only sister, but he didn't due to a little misunderstandings in the family.My grandparents were not happy with her choice of a husband.They had wanted her to marry a rich merchant or hotelier not the humble doctor she brought he.They refused to accept Andrew but he must have been a good man and a great doctor, father and husband because he obviously made Cynthia very happy and she never once came home crying in regret nor did she divorce him but they remained together till they both died in a boating accident some years ago.Her father never forgave her for marrying Andrew because he left all his fortune to my father', David said.'This must have made her very unhappy and must have led to a family feud'. Sharon observed.'You are right. Though my parents exchanged Christmas cards with her, they never visited Switzerland and they never visited us either.Sharon felt this was just childish of t
If Bryan was surprised, he did not show it. There was a beat of time when he just stood there considering the idea and absorbing the possibilities.'That is a very flattering offer but I will have to know precisely what you have in mind and of course I will have to think about it but in principle, I am interested.David beamed. 'I hoped you would be.Youbwont regret the decision if you accepted, that I can promise you Bryan.You could have a splendid future with us that is far exciting than your prospects. Ours is s a family bank and you are my only male relative'.Sharon felt bad that David was staying the situation as clearly as that. She felt that he was betraying how weak his position was and knew that Bryan would take advantage of it. She looked at him with cold hostile eyes but he was looking at David.Sharon would have given anything to know what he was thinking but he gave no indication.'I'l get Sharon to prepare a proposition for you, stating all the terms', he called for th
It was already four months since Bryan Ferdinand started working with them and already he was a voice to be reckoned with. She had watched grimly as he became the director. At board meetings, he dominated, pushing David further and further away. This was what she had been afraid of but even now, David would not listen to a word against him.At the office it was as though everyone and everything revolved round him especially the female folk. Half the women were in love with him and the other half was fascinated with him except for her of course. Sharon still despised and distrusted him just as much as she did the first time they had met only now it was much more.Amanda one of the share analyst would not allow her rest with talks of Bryan.'I do not know why you detest him this way', she said. He is the hottest thing that has happened to this office. Look at the hot deals he has won for the bank since he started with us'.Sharon did not know how else to do away with this girl. She seem
Sharon swallowed her uneasiness and looked at the screen in front of her.'Have you seen the lastest Japanese figures?''More or less as I predicted', he shrugged.'Yes, right again, as usual', Sharon said with saccharine sweetness.He laughed. She couldn't even make him angry. It was infuriating. She wished he would go away. He was ruining her morning.'I am rather busy', She said, 'So unless you want to tell me something important....''David just rang me from home', he said, 'About the Rome Conference ....''Yes?' She was supposed to fly a road with David to Rome for an international banking conference and she was looking forward to it. It had been so long that she had been anywhere interesting and she wanted to get away from the office now dominated by Ryan Ferdinand for a little while.'His doctor has advised him to stay in bed for a week, so he won't be able to go', Bryan said coolly.'What's wrong? Is he I'll?' Sharon asked but Bryan shook his head.'Just tired, I gather. A tou
Aren't you dressed yet? We agreed we'd meet at Eight o' clock'. Bryan reminded her, his gleaming eyes roaming slowly over her dishevelled, damp could of auburn hair, her flushed face, the short black robe that she wore which left her long legs bare and revealed the deep cleft between her breasts.They had indeed agreed to meet to discuss and pull ideas concerning the conference that was going to take place the next day at nine o'clock am.The way Bryan was undressing her with his eyes made her self conscious and she instinctively put a hand to pull her robe lapels together to hide her breasts and saw Bryan's mouth twist in wry comprehension.'I must have fallen asleep', she said feeling disoriented. 'Why don't you go ahead into the bar and keep yourself busy with a drink, I shall be ready in a jiffy, I promise'.She shut the door quickly, afraid that he would notice that she was trembling, switching on the light, she leaned on the bed for a moment, to steady her nerves. What on earth
'This is probably good at this time if the year", he suggested pointing. Autumn is the best time for wild mushrooms and I love them served with seafood'.'Mushrooms and seafood?' Sharon asked.'Exactly'. Bryan's deep voice had a husky tone. She felt his warm breathing on her bate shoulder.'Okay, I'll have that', she said hurriedly, nervously aware of him and his body even closer to hers.'And I suppose that I'll just have pasta for the main course'.She would have moved away then but Bryan shook his head, pointing to the menu again.'Don't be so predictable!', he said softly, very close to her ear. 'Try the saltimbocca....''What's that?''It means...hmmmm...'Jump in the mouth'... it's veal escalope, rolled in harm, flavoured with sage, fried and then simmered in Marsala wine. Very rich but it's a Roman specialty. You must try it once at least. While you are in Italy and especially in Rome,you must be more adventurous, take a few risks for once in your life!'She tensed. Picking up t
They talked about the conference over the table at first then as the evening wore on, Sharon spoke less and less. She was feeling light headed, dreamy, a heat and excitement running through her veins.Across the table, Bryan watched her with those hypnotic eyes while they drank their coffee.'Liqueur?' he suggested as the wine waiter arrived with his rattling trolley of bottles.She hastily shook her head. 'I have already drunk too much wine. I don't want a headache in the morning', she looked at her watch. 'In fact, I think that I should be on my way to bed now, we have to get up very early and there's a very crowded day ahead of us'.On their way to the lift, she paused to look out through the main doors at the Rome night.'It's stopped raining.What I wanted to do this afternoon was take a walk round the city, but I couldn't go out in all that rain'.'Why not take a short stroll now?' Bryan suggested.'It's much too late and I haven't got my jacket with me', she said. But she was dra