could
have said. Because there had to be something he should have said
that would have changed the outcome of this morning. Anything that
would close the distance that had resumed between them. However, he
had agreed, one night then things would return to the way they had
been between them.
When the kiss ended, there was a
shadow that passed through her eyes, but was gone seconds before
she stepped away. “I’ll see you on Monday, Mr.
Stephens.”
“ Damn it,” he exploded.
“You’re not even out the door yet, can’t you at least call me
Neal?”
Her eyes glistened in the rays of the
sun, but she was too far for him to tell if they were tears or just
a trick of the sun. “Bye, Neal.” With that, she exited the
room.
Fuck, hearing her tell him good-bye so
personally made it worse.
~YH~
Amana refused to cry as she rode the
elevator to the lobby and quickly hustled out of the side door to
the parking garage. She was a big girl. She had gone into this
night with her mind clear and fully comprehending what she was
getting herself into. Looking down at the envelope, she read the
note on the back of it from Dan, Neal’s driver, indicating what
level and spot her car was parked in.
As she headed to her car, she thought
about all the times Dan had driven her and Neal to various business
functions or to the airport on corporate trips and what the man
thought about last night. She was sure the driver knew they weren’t
going from the restaurant to another event at the hotel; which
meant Dan understood why he’d dropped his employer and his
assistant at the Westin with instructions to take the rest of the
night off.
Dan would be the first of many by the
time the baby was born who would figure out that a lot more than
business was between her and Neal.
No, Mr.
Stephens . Regardless of what the man still
in the suite believed, it was best to put the fence back up as soon
as possible. Even if it was a little wobbly now.
A deal was a deal.
Chapter 6
Neal strutted into his office in the
early afternoon and found it odd that Amana wasn’t at her desk.
He’d had an early meeting with some developers in Kannapolis trying
to look at the best place to open another design lab. Normally, he
would have taken Amana with him, but in the last two weeks she’d
made up one excuse after another not to join him at meetings and
functions outside of the office.
Other people were even beginning to
comment and notice. He couldn’t fault her for not going, because
most of the time he could handle things on his own in the
preliminary meets or take one of the execs with him. So, it wasn’t
as if she were shirking her work responsibilities.
Sitting at his desk, he looked at the
stack of letters, contracts and memos she had flagged for him to
review, sign or address. Yes, she was still efficient at her
job.
However, things had substantially
changed between them in other ways. Monday following their night of
passion, Amana had been missing from their early morning workout.
Worried, he’d called her, but she had simply said she was going to
take a few days off from working out. It was her body and he
couldn’t force her to go to the gym, but those few days had turned
into two weeks. Not knowing anything about fertility and the female
reproductive system, he’d expected her to come in and announce she
was pregnant, but she’d remained silent on that front, so he’d done
the same. He knew how important having a baby was to her and if she
hadn’t conceived, he didn’t want to bring up the subject and make
her deal with the emotions surrounding the disappointment when she
may not have been ready.
By the end of the first week, Amana
had begun to come into work at the official time she had to be
there.
She no longer stayed later than she
had to and if he needed her to accompany him after hours, she
always drove herself. They had agreed that things wouldn’t change,
but they had.
But he couldn’t blame her for the
tension between
have said. Because there had to be something he should have said
that would have changed the outcome of this morning. Anything that
would close the distance that had resumed between them. However, he
had agreed, one night then things would return to the way they had
been between them.
When the kiss ended, there was a
shadow that passed through her eyes, but was gone seconds before
she stepped away. “I’ll see you on Monday, Mr.
Stephens.”
“ Damn it,” he exploded.
“You’re not even out the door yet, can’t you at least call me
Neal?”
Her eyes glistened in the rays of the
sun, but she was too far for him to tell if they were tears or just
a trick of the sun. “Bye, Neal.” With that, she exited the
room.
Fuck, hearing her tell him good-bye so
personally made it worse.
~YH~
Amana refused to cry as she rode the
elevator to the lobby and quickly hustled out of the side door to
the parking garage. She was a big girl. She had gone into this
night with her mind clear and fully comprehending what she was
getting herself into. Looking down at the envelope, she read the
note on the back of it from Dan, Neal’s driver, indicating what
level and spot her car was parked in.
As she headed to her car, she thought
about all the times Dan had driven her and Neal to various business
functions or to the airport on corporate trips and what the man
thought about last night. She was sure the driver knew they weren’t
going from the restaurant to another event at the hotel; which
meant Dan understood why he’d dropped his employer and his
assistant at the Westin with instructions to take the rest of the
night off.
Dan would be the first of many by the
time the baby was born who would figure out that a lot more than
business was between her and Neal.
No, Mr.
Stephens . Regardless of what the man still
in the suite believed, it was best to put the fence back up as soon
as possible. Even if it was a little wobbly now.
A deal was a deal.
Chapter 6
Neal strutted into his office in the
early afternoon and found it odd that Amana wasn’t at her desk.
He’d had an early meeting with some developers in Kannapolis trying
to look at the best place to open another design lab. Normally, he
would have taken Amana with him, but in the last two weeks she’d
made up one excuse after another not to join him at meetings and
functions outside of the office.
Other people were even beginning to
comment and notice. He couldn’t fault her for not going, because
most of the time he could handle things on his own in the
preliminary meets or take one of the execs with him. So, it wasn’t
as if she were shirking her work responsibilities.
Sitting at his desk, he looked at the
stack of letters, contracts and memos she had flagged for him to
review, sign or address. Yes, she was still efficient at her
job.
However, things had substantially
changed between them in other ways. Monday following their night of
passion, Amana had been missing from their early morning workout.
Worried, he’d called her, but she had simply said she was going to
take a few days off from working out. It was her body and he
couldn’t force her to go to the gym, but those few days had turned
into two weeks. Not knowing anything about fertility and the female
reproductive system, he’d expected her to come in and announce she
was pregnant, but she’d remained silent on that front, so he’d done
the same. He knew how important having a baby was to her and if she
hadn’t conceived, he didn’t want to bring up the subject and make
her deal with the emotions surrounding the disappointment when she
may not have been ready.
By the end of the first week, Amana
had begun to come into work at the official time she had to be
there.
She no longer stayed later than she
had to and if he needed her to accompany him after hours, she
always drove herself. They had agreed that things wouldn’t change,
but they had.
But he couldn’t blame her for the
tension between
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