Movie Merger (Bad Boys Billionaire Bachelors Club #2) by Rachel Angel Page A

problems, how could you not look at the man before me now as a small boy and see that he needed you?
    The very next night Marshall’s nightmare was really bad. He was asleep, but sitting up in bed and I had my arms wrapped around him, hugging him tightly and gently stroking his hair, hoping to provide him some comfort. A tear was trickling down my cheek as I worried about the pain he must be feeling to start having these nightmares so suddenly. He didn’t have them the first few nights that we were here in Vegas, only the past three.
    Marshall’s eyes suddenly opened, looking startled and frightened. He stared at me, trying to process what was going on.
    “It’s okay, Marshall. Just calm down. I’m here for you,” I said, continuing to rub his head and back.
    Marshall didn’t respond, but I could hear his breathing start to calm and his chest stop pounding. He put his head down and looked away, acting embarrassed that he’d been caught in the nightmares. I wanted him to know that he didn’t need to feel that way. I was there to help him.
    “I’m here for you, Marshall. I only wish I could stop you from having these nightmares. I’m so sorry you have them.” I was aware that more tears were trickling down my cheeks, and I didn’t want Marshall to think that I was pitying him, but I wanted him to know that I cared—that someone cared.
    “I’ve had them all the time, even as a child,” Marshall blurted. He’d said his words so quickly. He was rushing to get them out and just release the information now that his secret was out.
    “And as an adult?”
    “Only when I get really stressed out. Maybe it’s this merger or something like that. I’m not really sure.”
    “You need to trust your gut instincts if you have a bad feeling about the merger, Marshall. You’ve been so busy that we haven’t had a chance to talk about it. I’ve found some things in the paperwork that definitely concern me, making me think it’s a bad idea for you.”
    There was a look of relief in Marshall’s eye and he tried to lighten the mood, showing his smile once again. “Well, it appears that I have a free moment right now and I definitely won’t be able to fall back asleep. Why don’t you tell me what you’ve learned?”
    I laughed. “Okay, I’ll tell you everything I know. Even if it is 3 a.m.”
    Marshall laid back down and rolled over to one side, showing his muscular chest to me and I did the same, plopping my head up on my elbow. I began to unfold everything that I’d been learning about the merger that was a definite concern to me.
    I started with the executives that seemed to orchestrate everything for the merger with Silver Fern Productions more than his father, showing that they must have some motive for doing so. I told him that I’d checked into the executives that had done so and all of them except two were no longer with Foothill Studios since Marshall took over, but they were advisors to Silver Fern Productions. This made it pretty clear that they had a financial interest in the merger, something that would profit them. Also, there was no evidence that his father had ever signed any of the agreements for the merger, only his executives. However, there was no agreement or Power of Attorney granting those executives power to do so that could be found. I’d told him how I also had double checked the courthouse records to make sure and there was nothing there either.
    As I continued talking, excited to get out all the information I’d found, Marshall looked at me and I could see something changing in his eyes. He was starting to look more relaxed and I perhaps detected a sense of relief. Then a smile came to his face that stopped me dead in my tracks.
    “You look so beautiful when you talk business. I can see your passion for it and have no reason to doubt what you’re saying, Becca. Excellent work. Now, I suggest we get back to sleep for the few hours of relaxation time we have remaining before another