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“What is he like?”
“Don’t you know?”
She shook her head. “I have never—I have never met him.”
An arranged marriage? Kaz knew they still existed, not only among the few royals left in the world, but also among the very rich. But surely, even in arranged marriages, the couple had contact with each other.
“My father made the arrangements.”
“Well,” he said coldly, “aren’t you lucky to have such a doting dad!”
Everything about Ekaterina Rostov seemed to change. Was that the glitter of tears in her violet eyes? Was her mouth trembling? The bright color that had stained her cheeks drained from her face.
Kaz frowned.
“Ms. Rostov?”
He could see her fighting whatever was happening. Dammit! The woman was a sharp-tongued, self-centered piece of fluff. He didn’t like her at all and he would deliver her without any hesitation to the fool of a man who wanted her, but he had no interest in making her cry.
“Ms. Rostov.” Kaz moved closer. Are you all right?”
She shut her eyes. He had the sudden insane desire to close the remaining space between them and draw her into his arms.
He stepped nearer. Nearer…
She blinked. Looked at him. Whatever he’d thought he’d seen in her eyes was gone.
“I see no reason to discuss my family with you, Mr. Savitch. You are an employee. Nothing more.”
Her tone took cold to an enti
rely new level. Kaz responded in kind.
“You are correct, Ms. Rostov. There’s no reason for us to discuss anything. Now, I have work to do.”
He turned away from her, went to his desk, sat down and began leafing through a stack of papers. A moment passed.
“Mr. Savitch.”
Kaz looked up.
“Surely, you cannot expect me to spend the day standing here.”
“I offered you a chair.”
“You told me to sit. One tells pet dogs to sit. I am not your pet.”
X-rated images filled Kaz’s head.
He imagined what it would be like to pet her, touch her, run his hand over that fall of platinum hair, stroke his finger lightly along her plump mouth until her lips parted in invitation. She wouldn’t be so damned haughty once he’d undressed her, caressed her, made her beg for him to take her…
Hell.
Kaz hit the call button on the intercom.
“Sir?”
“Susan. Go to the newsstand in the lobby. Buy some magazines. Newspapers.”
