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Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Nineteen
The Taylor estate was quiet when Damian arrived.One of the night staff met him in the entrance hall, offering a polite, “Good evening, Mr. Taylor,” that Damian acknowledged with little more than a nod before continuing deeper into the house. He hadn’t decided to come here. He had simply driven, and apparently some part of him had decided his own apartment was the last place he wanted to be.A piano sounded somewhere beyond the main sitting rooms.Damian slowed. Only one person in the family regularly touched the Steinway in the music room.He followed the music down the corridor and stopped in the open doorway. Sophie sat at the grand piano with her back partially toward him, fingers moving easily across the keys. She played for another few seconds before glancing over her shoulder, and the moment she saw him, her hands stopped.“Okay. What happened?”Damian walked past her without answering. A drinks cabinet stood against the far wall, and he opened it, selected the whiskey and pour
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Eighteen
Serena stopped several feet from her apartment door. Damian had removed his jacket and folded it over one arm, but otherwise he looked exactly as he had at Street Nation: controlled, immaculate and entirely too comfortable standing somewhere he had not been invited.Her irritation returned with astonishing speed. “What are you doing here?”“We need to talk.”“We already did. You decided to do it in front of half the development floor.”His jaw tightened. “That wasn’t a conversation.”“No, it was you losing your temper because I did the job your company hired me to do.” Serena walked toward the door and pulled out her keys. “Go home, Damian.”“Serena.”She unlocked the door, then looked back at him. “I’m not having this argument in the hallway.”It wasn’t an invitation so much as an acknowledgment that he clearly wasn’t leaving. Damian followed her inside, and Serena dropped her bag onto the console before turning to face him.“If you’ve come here to tell me again that I was driving to
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Seventeen
The next lap was different. Serena stopped chasing speed and let it come to her instead, giving the SN-R room to show her what it was doing. She repeated the same braking points, paid attention to the steering as the tires came fully into temperature and deliberately varied her throttle application through the faster sections. By the time she crossed the line again, she had stopped thinking about the people in the garage entirely.When she brought the car back in, Daniel was already waiting beside the bay. Serena climbed out and pulled off her helmet. “The steering gets lighter after repeated load through the right-hand sequence, but only once the car’s properly warm. It settles again if I back off for a lap.”Nina looked immediately toward the telemetry screens while Evan Shaw stepped closer. “The steering trace looks consistent.”“It won’t if you’re only looking at input,” Serena replied as she joined them at the monitor. There was no irritation in her voice this time. “I’m not sayi
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Sixteen
Serena arrived at Street Nation’s development facility ten minutes early and in a better mood than anyone had a right to be before eight in the morning.Of everything included in the eighteen-month partnership, this was the part she had been looking forward to most. Campaign shoots and launch events had their appeal, but the SN-R was different. Daniel’s team wanted more than a face beside a finished car; they wanted her observations while the car was still being shaped, wanted her to drive it hard enough to find what numbers alone could not always explain.That interested her.By the time Serena crossed the main reception area with coffee in one hand and her driving bag over one shoulder, she had already gone through Daniel’s preliminary notes twice.She made it within three feet of the secured doors before a man stepped into her path.“Sorry, you can’t go through there. This section is restricted.”There was nothing offensive about the warning, so Serena stopped easily and reached fo
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Fifteen
Cecilia had noticed Damian leave the table because she had been watching him long before he stood.It wasn’t unusual for him to become quiet during family dinners. Damian had never been a man who filled silence simply because it existed, and after years of knowing him, Cecilia understood that his attention could disappear into business without warning. Tonight had been different. His phone had vibrated, he’d looked at it, and something in him had gone completely still.Then he’d looked again.Cecilia stepped onto the terrace and closed the door behind her. Damian stood near the stone balustrade, the lights from the garden cutting faintly across his profile.“Damian?”His screen went dark before he turned.“You disappeared.”“I needed some air.”Cecilia almost smiled. “From the guest list or my mother?”“Both are compelling reasons.”Normally she might have laughed. Tonight, her attention remained on the phone in his hand. She had seen enough through the dining-room windows before comi
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Fourteen
Theo was leaning against a dark green Aston Martin when Serena stepped out of her building at seven-thirty, one hand tucked into his trouser pocket while he glanced at his phone.He looked up.Whatever greeting he had intended to give her disappeared.Serena slowed, immediately entertained by the silence. Scarlet silk followed the curves of her body before falling softly below her knees, the halter neckline leaving her shoulders bare while the back dipped low enough to expose a generous sweep of skin. Her curls fell loose around her shoulders, and she’d kept everything else simple—gold earrings, a slim bracelet and strappy heels.Theo straightened away from the car. His gaze traveled over her once, unhurriedly, before returning to her face.Serena waited another second. “Should I call a doctor, or will you recover soon?”His eyes warmed with unmistakable appreciation. “Give me another few seconds. I’d hate to waste a perfectly good medical emergency.”She laughed as she reached him, b
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