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Her words shoot through my core like an arrow, paralyzing me. But I manage to force out the truth. “We’ll never work, Amanda. Next to my broken body, we don’t want the same things.” My hand runs over my jaw. “You want a relationship, while I only have time for fun. I don’t do serious stuff.”
“Well, you, Brian Alexander Fox, can cancel your gym membership because it’s obvious you’re getting all the exercise you need jumping to conclusions.”
“I’m speaking the truth,” I hiss.
“No, you’re just making shit up,” she retorts with fire in her voice. “It’s not fair of you to predict what will happen between us without giving us a chance.”
Glancing outside, I struggle to contain the sigh that threatens to escape when visions of her standing in my bedroom wearing nothing but my shirt emerge in my mind. My fingertips tingle as I imagine what it would be like to slide them up her thighs and...Stop it,I scold myself, pushing away all thoughts of desire. But it’s too late; I can feel the telltale signs of arousal stirring in my pants as her delicate scent engulfs me. Her phone rings and I’m relieved for this perfect distraction from our otherwise unbearable closeness.
Her eyes dart to the screen. “Shit!”
“Who is it?” I ask.
“The CEO of Lingerie Deluxe. Checking to find out if I have a new venue. Excuse me. I need to take this.”
A posh voice with a London accent fills the car as soon as she presses the button.
“Ah, Amanda. How are you, dear? I called the store, but they told me you weren’t there. Did you find another location for the lingerie launch?”
“No, I haven’t, but I’m in the middle of some negotiations. So I’m sure I’ll have good news soon,” she says in a direct tone.
The woman lets out a hum. “You know we want to give you the exclusive privilege to show our newest line of luxurious lingerie, but without a venue, I have to consider giving another associate this unique chance.”
Amanda’s face turns shocked at the woman’s indirect threat. “No, No, Chantel. I promise you—”
Chantel cuts in.
“You know, I stumbled across an article of an interview with your brother, Nick. He’s such a successful entrepreneur,” she coos.
Amanda’s knuckles turn white from the grip on the steering wheel as the woman swoons over her successful brother.
“He has connections. Maybe he can help you find a suitable location.”
“Chantel, my brother—”
Not able to stay silent, I clear my throat and speak.
“Excuse me, sorry for interrupting, but I’d like to say something.”
“What are you doing?” Amanda whispers.
“Who are you?” the posh voice asks in a snappy tone.
“Hello, Chantel,” I say in my business tone of voice. “I’m Brian Fox, and Ms. Brown and I were discussing the possibility of her using my place for this event when you called.”
“And where is your place?” Chantel asks.
“I’m the owner of Six-Pack. It’s—”
She lets out an audible gasp before saying. “The nightclub, Six-pack?”
I grin and send Amanda a wink.
“Yes. Have you heard of it?”
“I have. It’s in the top ten ranks of the hottest nightclubs in Boston,” she gushes. “Oh, Mr. Fox, it’s a pleasure to be speaking to you.” The woman’s voice turns sweeter than English tea with ten sugar cubes. “Our lingerie launch at such a trending location would be amazing.”
“You’ll have to thank Ms. Brown. She’s the one who approached me. So, if you don’t mind, I’d like to continue my business with her to see if we can complete this deal. She will call you back.”
