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I raised my eyebrows. “It has that effect on people.”
“With you at the helm, I know it’s going to be a success.” She paused. “Make sure you take time this week to acknowledge how far you’ve come and all you’ve been able to do. Make sure you savor the moment.”
“I promise I will.”
“Good.” She smacked the counter, her attention on the large windows that dominated so much of the architecture of my home. “Here she comes.”
I turned in the direction of the large window that gave the kitchen a view of the backyard and ocean. Rebecca crossed the grass in a black sundress and sandals, her tote bag slung over her arm and her hair in a messy bun. A pulse traveled down my spine and I reflected once more on the dream I’d had that morning. How odd—how unexpected.I don’t even know this woman, why would I fantasize about her like that?I pushed the questions from my thoughts, determined to regain my focus. Rebecca was here to interview me for a profile, nothing more. I needed to keep that in mind.
Clearing my throat, I stood from the leather barstool and strode over to the glass door to let her in. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.” Her only makeup was a slash of frosty pink lip gloss highlighting her naturally plump mouth. My dick twitched at the sight of it and the fragrance of lilacs in her hair. “Did you sleep well?”
“Yes,” I managed. “Once we got everything worked out at headquarters.”
“Good.” She stepped into the kitchen. “Want to tell me anything about that?”
“It was nothing. Robert was just doing his job. It’s all fine now.”
“I’m glad.” She strode over to Peggy and extended her hand. “I’m Rebecca, and I’m writing a profile on Landon forAmerican Profile.”
“I’ve heard.” Peggy shook her hand. “I’ve read your newsletter a few times. It’s good.”
“Really?” Rebecca gave a nervous laugh. “I always get so flustered when people say they’ve read my work. I never know how to respond. But thank you.”
“TheTimesreally lost something when you left.” Peggy shrugged one rounded shoulder. “But honestly, that’s become unreadable in the last few years; it’s really sad.”
“It is.”
“Especially when it comes to what they post about me,” I said.
“Landon swore off theTimesabout five years ago,” Peggy supplied. “He didn’t like the coverage they gave to the Sparks Innovation annual meeting. Felt like it was unfair.”
“Because it was, it was total bullshit and they knew it. Did it on purpose.”
“Sounds like the newspaper I know.” Rebecca glanced at me. “I won’t do you like that.”
“Better not.”
Peggy gave me a knowing smile. “Would you like something to eat?”
“No, thank you,” Rebecca replied. “I usually start my day with coffee, and I had a delicious cup back at the pool house.”
“Wonderful.” Peggy looked at me. “Will you be back for lunch?”
“No,” I said.
“Take some water for your trip, then.” Peggy took two from the fridge and placed them in front of me. “It’s going to be hot out there today.”
I finished my breakfast, and we said our goodbyes. Soon enough, I was behind the wheel of my Bentley, Rebecca in the passenger seat next to me.
“No driver today?” she asked.
“Not this time. Sometimes it’s nice to be in control of your own destiny.”
“I’ll make a note of that.”
“Consider yourself lucky. I think you’re the first person to ride in this car who isn’t one of my employees,” I said as I drove onto the street.
