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I heard the disappointment in his voice.
“It did,” I vowed. “I’m nothing like my father. Nothing.”
I was making that crystal clear with him, even though he’d believed in me enough to begin a new round of sale negotiations now. With me. The new era of James Corp.
“Then explain to me the porn that you pulled up on your phone.” His voice didn’t go up but got quieter. Not a good sign. “And your disappearance into your office every night instead of finalizing the merger. I expected more from you. Perhaps you’re only more subtle in your behavior than your father was.”
I swallowed. Shit. SHIT!
Any therapist would say everyone had a trigger, something that poked at a festering, unresolved wound from childhood. Mine? Being anything like my father. Hyport was outright saying we werelike father, like sonwhen it was absolutely, completely not the truth.
I did everything,everything,to distance myself from the man and his behavior.
Now, the deal was going to go south because I actually was behaving just like the guy. Fucking a woman and then playing games with her in a cam room. If there had been live streaming in my father’s day, I had no doubt he’d have lost a fortune with all the women bleeding him dry for showing off her panties or doing raunchier things.
The only difference was that I wanted Eve. Wanted more from her than a quick fuck or two. Or some sexy fun in a cam room. I was doing it because I was possessive, but I also wanted to give her the money for Steaming Hotties that she wouldn’t accept with the loan.
I wanted all of her, but the merger was the deal of my career.
Fuck!
Hyport was a family man. Married for decades with five grown kids. One of them was the VP.
This deal was over unless I came up with something and something good. Right now.
I’d been caught. I couldn’t tell him what he overheard wasn’t porn. Especially when they all heard the voice of a woman who said something about a big dick was too much for her virgin pussy. I also left early each night at the same time as the original porn-watching fiasco to go in the chat room. And to jerk off watching her.
He waited.
“It wasn’t porn. It was my wife.”
He blinked and his mouth parted. I’d stunned him. Not just with the words, but with my tone. No one told me what I did with Eve was wrong.
“Wife?” he asked eventually.
I nodded. Fuck, it was the only spontaneous thing I could think of that would work. He wasn’t going to accept me, a single man, watching porn. As if I had to go on the Internet and find nasty shit to get off. Not after my father. While I doubted my father fucked the assistant during a meeting, I’d actually–and unintentionally–opened a porn site with the Hyport team in the conference room.
Robert wouldn’t be thrilled if I said it had been a girlfriend. That term made it sound like I was in high school, not thirty-four years old. And doing sexy shit with a girlfriend wouldn’t play with him. With five grown children, he probably knew people had sex before marriage, but with my father’s history, he wanted to deal with a guy who was pretty much a monk.
I didn’t blame Robert for any of this. He was right to question and if the roles were reversed, I wouldn’t do the deal with him either. But I wasn’t my father.
Therefore, I had to lie. It had to be a wife.
“Yes, we married two months ago.”
A smile spread across his face, and I could see the tension releasing from his body. “I hadn’t heard. No one has, as far as I know.”
He glanced at my left hand which rested on my thigh, searching for a ring.
I shook my head. “It’s been a secret. It was a whirlwind romance, really.”
“I knew Mrs. Hyport was the one for me five minutes into our first date,” he admitted.
“Love at first sight.”
He nodded.
“I’m sure you saw one of those gossip magazines put me as their top eligible bachelors,” I added.
