Page 93 of She's a Big Deal

“Um…” Olivia started.

“In here,” Grace snapped.

As she spun on her elegant heels and stalked back into her office, Olivia’s own temper began to simmer. Surely she did not deserve this kind of attitude? She made sure the door was closed properly before voicing her displeasure out loud.

“Look, I’m sorry, okay? But it’s no reason to make me feel like a kid being called into the principal’s office.”

“How you decide to feel is none of my doing.”

“Okay. Right.”Good point. Then again…“You’re in a mood. I get it.”

“In a mood?” Now Grace added a snarl to her furious glare. “In amood?Olivia, do you have any sliver of an idea how much I despise drama?”

“You hate not being in control. Yes. I know.”

“Drama!” Grace’s eyes fired dangerously. “You think you can waltz in here without my permission, interrupt me every time I open my mouth to speak, then go right ahead and kiss me like… Like you did? Makes me look like I’m not in charge of my own office in front of important clients. And—”

“You kissed me back,” Olivia pointed out.

“I did not.”

“Yes, you did.”

“No.”

“You most certainly—”

“Oh, for God’s sake!” Grace hissed.

Before Olivia could react, she fisted both hands in her shirt and pushed her roughly against the wall. Pinned her good and proper, to Olivia’s delight and confusion. The kiss that ensued was even fiercer than the previous one. Demanding. Ravenous.Gorgeous!Oh, how Olivia had missed this way Grace always had to kiss her as if she truly ached for her! All she could do was let herself melt under that seeking mouth. She would not have it any other way, really. Her lips parted with a sigh, allowing her full access. And her knees turned to water.

“Now.” Grace pulled back suddenly, with her eyes flashing and color riding high across her cheeks. “Now consider yourself kissed.”

“Uh… Yeah.” Olivia sighed, chuckled, and could not help a smile she knew must look totally destroyed and overly mushy to a woman who did not like ‘Drama’. “Grace, I really am sorry. I didn’t realize you were in a meeting. In the middle of a crucial deal. Libby explained, but...”

“Too late, obviously.”

“Well, I didn’t give her much of a chance.”

“I did try to tell you but you kept interrupting.”

“I know. I’m sorry for not letting you speak. Is it off, then? Did I kill it?”

“The deal?” Grace finally smiled and looked faintly amused with it. “No, I believe we are totally on. They loved your little scene.”

“Really?”

“French.” Grace snorted. “You know what they’re like, uh.” Olivia had no clue, but she let it pass. “They thought it was just great. Utterly romantic. Made me cringe, but…”

Olivia could not let her get away with this one. She did not hesitate even briefly before confronting her. After all, two could play this silly game of tit-for-tat, and she had nothing to lose at this point.

“You know I can see right through your act; don’t you?”

Again, an arrogant eyebrow lifted in challenge. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Yes, you do. I think my little scene, as you call it so coldly, and probably only to protect yourself against the effect of suchdrama…” Ironically, Olivia used her fingers for air quotation marks. “I think this is the most romantic thing that’s happened to you in a very long time.”

“How very presumptuous of you.”

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