An Irresistible Temptation. Elizabeth Bevarly
office where Bethann was a solicitor. She loved Bethann, but the other woman was demanding and very bossy. If they worked together, Astrid was afraid she’d lose it and say something that would hurt her sister’s feelings.
Astrid: I like working in the music industry. My stop’s next. Daniel contacted me and threatened to tell Henry awful things about me.
Bethann: I’m going to contact his office today. We filed a wrongful termination.
Astrid: I know but the fact that I settled makes it seem like there was something untoward between us.
Bethann: There was.
Astrid: Stop being a cow about that. I need you to just tell me everything’s going to be okay and the one mistake I made falling for that man isn’t going to ruin the rest of my life.
Bethann: Love, don’t say things like that. You are on a better track now. Sorry for being bossy.
Astrid: No problem. Sorry for getting all emotional.
Bethann: Have a good day, sis.
Astrid: You too. TTYL.
She entered her office to find three e-mails from Henry, the last one saying he’d be in the office later this morning.
She stashed her handbag and started to work. Tried to get into the flow of the office. There were a couple of coworkers that she’d started being friendly with in the kitchen area where the coffeepot was kept, but this morning she kept to herself. Stayed at her desk and just worked.
She had made mistakes with Daniel. At first their relationship had been like this one with Henry, and now she was afraid of repeating those same mistakes. She refused to let that happen.
Just because they spent every eight hours together in the office and then most evenings together didn’t mean they were growing closer. She had to remember he’d been happy last night because she’d helped convince Steph to sign with Everest Records.
Daniel had been happy with her too, and then she’d started to fall for him. Or rather let him seduce her. She couldn’t make that mistake again. Henry was her boss and unless she wanted to go back to Farnham with her tail tucked between her legs she needed to make this job work.
She wasn’t going to have that fairy tale happily-ever-after with Henry even if he was different from Daniel. She had to remember that she wasn’t like other women—not anymore—and she didn’t have the option of being a wife and mother to fall back on. For her it was a career or nothing.
She needed to keep to her vow. She needed to remember that if she had to leave this job, her only option might be working for her sister.
She didn’t want to have to start over yet again. The only way she was going to keep this job was to be firm with herself and focus on doing the best she could.
She almost believed herself that she could do it, she could keep her vow—until Henry walked through the door.
“Morning, Astrid. Have you got any messages for me?”
She looked up into his bright blue eyes and forgot what he’d asked. All she could remember was the way his shoulders had felt under her hands last night. The softness of those firm lips of his against hers. And the way he’d twisted his fingers in the back of her hair.
“Astrid?”
“Yes, Henry.”
“Messages?” he asked.
She handed him the messages and realized she’d done it again. Allowed her crush to interfere with her professional career.
* * *
Henry had taken one look at the button-down suit that Astrid had on and realized that kissing her last night had been a mistake. He knew he had to retreat. Had to give her room to regain the confidence she’d had the day before. He should have known that a woman who’d been badly burned by an office affair wouldn’t want to jump into another one with her new boss.
But the moonlight had been too entrancing.…Hell, the moonlight had absolutely nothing to do with why he had kissed her. It had been Astrid—her lips, her body and her sexy smile that had tempted him. That and the fact that he didn’t like that Daniel Martin had touched her. That the other man had at one time claimed Astrid as his own.
He was first and foremost a competitor. The need to win had been burned into the fabric of his being at a very young age. His mother had often blamed Malcolm for the fact that he was so competitive, but she was just as aggressive when it came to her career.
There was a rap on his door.
“Come in.”
“Sir, I mean, Henry. Davis from accounting is here to see you.”
“Close the door, Astrid,” Henry said.
She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. “Yes?”
“Does he have an appointment?”
“No. But he says its urgent. You do have ten minutes if you wanted to see him. Just a reminder—Steph Cordo is due here in twenty minutes and I know you want to be available then.”
He smiled to himself. She was very efficient and the best assistant he’d ever had. Okay, the only one, but she was still good.
“Thank you. When Steph gets here, escort her to the conference room. We’ll bring in everyone she needs to talk to. Also, Steven will be stopping by toward the end of the hour with her.”
“Steven?”
“My half brother. We are going to set up an in-store performance for Steph at the Everest Mega Store located in Leicester Square.”
“Sounds good. Do you want me to interrupt if Davis isn’t out of here in ten minutes?”
“That’d be great.”
She turned to leave, and though he was trying to keep his mind on business, he couldn’t help but notice the way her slim-fitting skirt hugged the curves of her backside.
“Henry?”
She paused in the doorway. “After Steph’s appointment, I’d like five minutes of your time.”
“What for?”
“We can speak later. I don’t want to mess up your schedule.”
“Davis can wait. Tell him I’ll have time tomorrow morning and then come back in here.”
“Really—”
“I’ve made my mind up.”
She left without another word. It was good to be the boss. Since he’d earned the top spot on the team and here at the office, he got things his way. Something that Henry freely admitted he liked.
She reentered his office less than a minute later, closing the door behind her, but remaining in the doorway.
“Sit down.”
She did.
“What’s on your mind?”
“Last night.”
“What about it?”
She took a deep breath and looked him straight in the eye. His respect for her rose a notch.
“I like you, Henry. But this job…I’m aware that this is probably my last chance to make a go at the music industry. And I don’t want to mess this up.”
“Why would last night have anything to do with that?” he asked. “I’m not your last boss. If I kiss you, I’m not going to fire you.”
She glanced down at her lap where her fingers were tightly laced together. “I wasn’t fired due to our affair. Daniel kept me on after things ended. I don’t want you to get the wrong impression of Daniel.”
Henry didn’t like her defending the other man. That reaction made little