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She gazed at me, her eyes wide with surprise. She sat in my usual spot at the boardroom table, a small intruder in my space. She sat less than twenty feet away from me, separated solely by a wall, yet it might as well have been twenty miles.įrom the moment I had rushed into the boardroom, late and disheveled, planning simply to give my excuses and leave, I was entranced. On top of that, I had to add in Becca detail. Between all the ideas for Ridge Towers, the new programs I was working on for control freak Maddox, ensuring the security protocols were current for big-ass Aiden, and our systems were safe and impenetrable for overanxious Bentley, my days were full. I tugged off my glasses and rubbed my tired eyes. I would return to my list once I had his requests done. I saved the file to my private drive, knowing I needed to concentrate on Bentley’s latest request. I wasn’t sure she’d go for the helping me lose my virginity thing. Once she saw what it could do for her, she might be the one sending me flowers. I wondered if I should send her flowers before or after the program installation. I pursed my lips and moved buying Becca coffee into second place. Get Becca to notice me as a man-not as the company IT boyįinish the new program I developed for Becca so she falls in love with me Learn to talk to Becca like a man instead of a stuttering idiot I stared at my computer, looking over my latest list. With the click of my mouse, I could sort, organize, remove, and reprioritize my items. But with today’s technology, I used my computer instead of paper, my keyboard instead of the stub of a pencil. If I was lucky enough to have more paper, I could rewrite the list-smaller and more organized until I’d finished it. It gave me a sense of accomplishment when I could run a thick line through an item when it was completed. I would write out a list, then number what to do in priority. Even in the worst of places I lived, I could find a few scraps of paper and a pencil. Thank you for being part of my life and making me part of your family. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.įamily isn’t always about blood. The characters, events, and places portrayed in this book are products of the author's imagination and are either fictitious or are used fictitiously. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner. Melissa Ringuette, Monark Design ServicesĪll rights reserved. Lisa Hollett, Silently Correcting Your Grammar

Reid-Vested Interest #4 by Melanie Moreland

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