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‘Her father sits on the Humphrey board,’ Spencer continued, watching my face like a fat hawk. ‘She has considerable… influence. Maintaining a positive working relationship with her will be crucial for Velos. I trust that won’t be a problem?’The gauntlet was thrown. I could refuse, look scared, and confirm every ‘not-up-to-it’ assumption he had. Or…‘Well, when you put it like that, how can I refuse? It does sound important.’ I took a step closer to his desk. ‘Of course, acting as primary liaison for a venture of this potential scale will require dedicated resources.’He opened his mouth, but I didn’t give him the chance to speak. ‘I’ll need an expanded discretionary budget for client relations. And I’ll be pulling two analysts from your pool to support the data side full-time. I assume you can fast-track those approvals, since you’re so keen for me to start?’His smile faltered for a nanosecond. ‘Well, I… the budget is rather tight this quarter, and the analysts…’‘Spencer,’ I said, l

I met her eyes with a bright, vacant smile. ‘Of course. That sounds lovely.’‘Splendid! Oh, and I brought you a little something.’ She gestured towards the living room.‘How thoughtful, you really shouldn’t have.’ I set Custard down, his little needle-claws catching on my tights, and followed her.Back on the sofa, she produced a small robin’s-egg blue box from her bag. Inside was a pair of exquisite, delicate drop earrings.Diamonds and platinum, no doubt.They were tasteful, expensive, and utterly not my style.‘I adore them,’ I said. ‘Thank you.’‘Here, let me help you put them on,’ she offered, shifting closer.Her perfume invaded my airspace.I let her do it, half on the lookout for if she tried to strangle me with the chain.‘Dinner’s served!’ Mrs Ainsley announced from the dining room doorway. She looked slightly ill at ease. ‘Sorry, sir, I didn’t know you’d be entertaining tonight. Shall I set an extra place setting?’I looked up. Lochlan was standing in the hallway doorway, ho

I swung my legs out of bed, stomped out of the bedroom, snatched my car keys, tramped towards the foyer.And I stopped dead.Leaning against the wall just outside the lift, still in his dinner trousers and shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, was Lochlan.A small overnight bag sat at his feet.He looked up as I burst out, my hair wild, my eyes probably blazing, dressed in my PJs.We stared at each other in the dim hallway light.‘You,’ I finally managed. ‘What are you doing here?’He pushed himself off the wall. ‘You said I should do what I thought was best,’ he said quietly. ‘I thought it was best to be here.’He’d been waiting. For hours. Not forcing his way in, not demanding, just… waiting.‘Going somewhere?’ He looked down at the car keys in my hand.‘I… couldn’t sleep. Thought I’d go for a drive. Clear my head.’Lochlan’s lips quirked.Flustered, I took an awkward step closer. ‘How long have you been out here? Why didn’t you just… knock? Or come in?’‘Because I was waiting

‘Jaclyn’s reappearance has upset you,’ he said. ‘I can tell.’‘No, not really. She’s just a… minor nuisance.’ I wasn’t jealous of her. At all.‘I want to assure you, when I’m with you, I’m with you. And no one else. No amount of Jaclyns is going to change that. But I need you to understand the terms. My terms. I don’t do halfway.’‘Okay. Noted.’ I picked up the fork.‘In truth, Jaclyn’s obsession with me isn’t really about me.’‘Oh?’ I set the fork down again. Pointless to pretend I was still eating.‘She used to be involved with my brother.’I blinked. This was new information. ‘I didn’t know you had a brother. Is he older or younger? As good looking as you?’Lochlan sidestepped my deflection. ‘Jaclyn is somehow under the mistaken impression that I stepped aside because of my brother, and that I still have feelings for her. That’s why she’s being so persistent.’‘Oh,’ I said out loud.But my brain was already sprinting ahead, snagging on the critical detail – Stepped aside.That wasn’

But Jaclyn was already beckoning, and the men had turned to look, and Lochlan’s pale eyes had found mine.I walked over, coffee cup still in hand, and arranged my face into something professional.Jaclyn turned to the group. ‘Gentlemen, this is Hyacinth Galloway, our Director of Mergers and Acquisitions at Velos Capital.’She said ‘our’ with such easy ownership that I almost checked to see if she’d acquired a name badge while I wasn’t looking.The men turned their collective gaze on me.I felt it the way you feel a physical weight: assessing, measuring, placing me in whatever internal hierarchy they carried in their heads.One of them, a silver-haired man with the ruddy complexion of someone who spent weekends shooting things, gave a slow nod.‘Awfully young to be a director, isn’t she?’ he said with an accent that pointed to somewhere in France.Before I could open my mouth, Jaclyn laughed lightly and said, ‘Which is just more proof that at Velos, we value talent over protocol. Other