wealthy than he was? The condo itself had to be worth twenty million. It seemed awfully nice for a man who wrote code for a living.
She started the process that would bring her a hazelnut flavored coffee and looked around the kitchen.
Everything was top of the line and looked like it had never been used before.
It reminded her a little too much of the mansion where she’d grown up. There had been a staff dedicated to ensuring the place looked like a museum. If Amy had put down a cup, it was swiftly taken away even if she’d only had a sip. She’d never felt at home there. Not that it had been her home. It had been the place where she was shipped when school wasn’t in session. Mostly for the summers. She could count the times she’d been allowed to go home for Thanksgiving and spring break on one hand.
But summers were different. Summers after she’d turned twelve had been about learning to work for Slaten Industries. Summers had been spent with the workers there, getting to know them, growing to care about them.
Was she going to fail them?
She thrust that thought out of her head. She was still in her Master’s home. There was no place for it here.
Once the coffee was ready, she picked it up and held it in her hands, letting the aroma waft over her.
She was deliciously sore. And totally curious.
Flynn hadn’t said much about his past beyond the fact that he had a couple of brothers and wasn’t close to his parents.
Where had all this wealth come from?
She wandered to the living room and thought about slipping back into bed with him, but the clock told the tale. She needed to be in the office in an hour and that man liked to take his time. She hadn’t had the heart to wake him. He’d been wrapped around her and she’d spent long moments studying his face in the early morning light.
He was beautiful and yet masculine at the same time. Lovely and still somewhat fierce.
She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows and stared out at the slightly foggy Dallas morning. The city was starting to come to life around her.
She never did this, never stood and watched the sunrise. Perhaps that was because her view was of a parking lot.
The truth of the matter was she’d put everything she had in buying as much of her own stock as she could. Moving the corporate offices to Dallas had been expensive and she’d had to fight the board to do it. She’d thought at the time that it would be a new beginning, a way to get far from her father and his machinations.
She’d been wrong. He’d simply followed her and sat buzzing in the ears of her board members, whispering about how they’d made more money when he was the head, how she’d screwed everything up and profits were down.
Profits were down because Glendale kept stealing their clients. Yes, the move had been costly, but it would more than pay for itself in what they gained from lower taxes and the incentives the city had given them.
She just needed time. In two years, she would have Slaten back on top. It was all in her plan. All she needed to do was survive two years and she would be in a position where no one would question her place as CEO.
Time. She grimaced. She wasn’t going to be on time for work today. Not unless she was willing to wake her sleeping lover and she wasn’t. He’d been so kind to her, taking care of her, making love to her. She didn’t want to repay that kindness by forcing him to conform to her insanely early hours. Most mornings she went into the office before the sun was up. There was no one there with the exception of the security officer, but by now her assistant would be on her way. She likely would worry if Amy wasn’t already there, sitting at her desk.
She should get dressed and call a cab, but she didn’t want the morning to end. Surely being an hour or two late once in her damn life wouldn’t kill her. Staying in and fixing her Master some breakfast seemed like the proper way to repay him for all the care
She started the process that would bring her a hazelnut flavored coffee and looked around the kitchen.
Everything was top of the line and looked like it had never been used before.
It reminded her a little too much of the mansion where she’d grown up. There had been a staff dedicated to ensuring the place looked like a museum. If Amy had put down a cup, it was swiftly taken away even if she’d only had a sip. She’d never felt at home there. Not that it had been her home. It had been the place where she was shipped when school wasn’t in session. Mostly for the summers. She could count the times she’d been allowed to go home for Thanksgiving and spring break on one hand.
But summers were different. Summers after she’d turned twelve had been about learning to work for Slaten Industries. Summers had been spent with the workers there, getting to know them, growing to care about them.
Was she going to fail them?
She thrust that thought out of her head. She was still in her Master’s home. There was no place for it here.
Once the coffee was ready, she picked it up and held it in her hands, letting the aroma waft over her.
She was deliciously sore. And totally curious.
Flynn hadn’t said much about his past beyond the fact that he had a couple of brothers and wasn’t close to his parents.
Where had all this wealth come from?
She wandered to the living room and thought about slipping back into bed with him, but the clock told the tale. She needed to be in the office in an hour and that man liked to take his time. She hadn’t had the heart to wake him. He’d been wrapped around her and she’d spent long moments studying his face in the early morning light.
He was beautiful and yet masculine at the same time. Lovely and still somewhat fierce.
She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows and stared out at the slightly foggy Dallas morning. The city was starting to come to life around her.
She never did this, never stood and watched the sunrise. Perhaps that was because her view was of a parking lot.
The truth of the matter was she’d put everything she had in buying as much of her own stock as she could. Moving the corporate offices to Dallas had been expensive and she’d had to fight the board to do it. She’d thought at the time that it would be a new beginning, a way to get far from her father and his machinations.
She’d been wrong. He’d simply followed her and sat buzzing in the ears of her board members, whispering about how they’d made more money when he was the head, how she’d screwed everything up and profits were down.
Profits were down because Glendale kept stealing their clients. Yes, the move had been costly, but it would more than pay for itself in what they gained from lower taxes and the incentives the city had given them.
She just needed time. In two years, she would have Slaten back on top. It was all in her plan. All she needed to do was survive two years and she would be in a position where no one would question her place as CEO.
Time. She grimaced. She wasn’t going to be on time for work today. Not unless she was willing to wake her sleeping lover and she wasn’t. He’d been so kind to her, taking care of her, making love to her. She didn’t want to repay that kindness by forcing him to conform to her insanely early hours. Most mornings she went into the office before the sun was up. There was no one there with the exception of the security officer, but by now her assistant would be on her way. She likely would worry if Amy wasn’t already there, sitting at her desk.
She should get dressed and call a cab, but she didn’t want the morning to end. Surely being an hour or two late once in her damn life wouldn’t kill her. Staying in and fixing her Master some breakfast seemed like the proper way to repay him for all the care
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