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A throb pulsed its way froh to the center of her head as she considered the files Tessa had left ent A key takeover to help facilitate, shareholderup in just weeks It seemed way beyond her means

Rocky caught her attention out of the corner of her eye, swi an ied out of his aristocratic head, his expression foreboding Yes, I know, Frankie wanted to reassure him, but we have twenty-four hours to prepare for his arrival

Which s about the ind change in plans, she was determined to prove to Harrison Grant she was the best PA he could ever have behind Tessa, a modern-day version of Wonder Woman There was no other possible outcome

The acquisition file was on top of the heap Apparently Grant Industries was in theto purchase Siberius, a Russian autoed to tell her on the way to the hospital, was to finish the additional background Harrison had requested to support two outstanding contract negotiation points

She scanned it, decided it was going to be a long night and rifled around in Tessa’s desk until she found some takeout menus The local Thai place appealed She ordered herself soot coht her food up, noticed she orking alone and said he’d check on her throughout the evening Deciding Harrison Grant owed her a glass of Pinot Grigio for this one, she procured a bottle of reasonably, but not overly, expensive wine from the heftily stocked bar in his office, took it back to her desk with a glass and opened it

She was about to dig into her noodles when she realized the restaurant had forgotten to include a fork in the bag Eating noodles with her hands not being an option, she toed her way around for her shoes and came up empty She stuck her head under the massive desk and looked for them It was dark under there and it took her eyes a few moments to adjust Finally she located a shoe she’d kicked to the left and was holding it triu for the second when a deep voice laced with an arctic coolness pierced the solid wooden desk

“It didn’t occur toto like it, Geoffrey I pay people like you to ic thinking”

Harrison Grant Oh, ht?

She reared her head up, her skull connecting hard with the inch-thick top of the desk Stars exploded behind her eyes A curse escaped her as she dropped the shoe, clasped her head in her hands and absorbed the pulsing aftershocks

“Good God” The harsh-edged voice ca to have to call you back”

Frankie was vaguely aware of strongher chin She blinked as he pulled her hands froht have been a good weapon to face Harrison Grant with for the first time, but her cerebral matter was hazy, her vision shadowy as she took hie Dressed in a black trench coat in deference to the rainy, overcast New York day, he was tall, iray suit he wore beneath the trench coat, the a his aristocratic jaw and the laser-like stare of his black eyes under designer glasses iddily wonder if he was the devil himself

Biting out a low curse, he tossed his cell phone on the desk and cupped the back of her head with one of his big hands, his fingers pressing into her scalp to feel for a bu the deep throb in her head, a furrow ruffled his brow “What exactly were you doing down there?”