Page 6 of Her Top Dog
“But don’t you worry,” he said, “I’m not a coward who hides behind a lawyer. And I only strike when someone else strikes first.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “HowKarate Kidof you.”
That won me a smile… a smile that I didn’t trust. Not for a second.
“Well, when I have a problem with someone, I confront it directly. Talk it out. And I find we can usually come to an agreement of some sort.”
By the tone of his voice, it seemed like that ‘agreement’ probably involved nudity and a lot of sweaty moaning.
I swallowed hard. Then again, maybe I was projecting.
“I’m back!” Missy said, pausing as she walked up to find Sam standing there. She eyed him curiously, sliding back into her spot in the booth. “Um… did our server come yet?” Her gaze ping-ponged between Sam and me in our staring match.
Finally, he broke eye contact to glance at Missy. “Ah. You must be herdate.”
“Ummm, I guess?” Missy said, looking to me for some sort of confirmation. “Do you two know each other?”
“Not exactly. We just both love the soup here.” He pulled his wallet from his back pocket and threw down a hundred-dollar bill. “Here. Dinner’s on me tonight.”
And with a smug smile that implied he had won, he turned and exited the restaurant.
Oh, Mr. Murphy. If only you knew… your piddly little win tonight was just the beginning.The war begins on Monday.
Chapter 3
Sam
For nearly three days,I couldn’t get that woman out of my mind. Nina. Fucking Nina with her periwinkle eyes and long legs and fuck-me heels. I rubbed my fingers against my eyes trying to push her image out of my mind.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Josh asked, leaning in. “Are you that nervous to meet our new company lawyer?”
I shook my head as my dog, Harley, sat up beside me and nudged at my hand. I smiled down and ran my fingers over the velvet fur between her ears. “I just haven’t slept well the last couple nights.” I didn’t mention the fact that I’d been up fucking touching myself to thoughts of Nina for the last three nights. And it certainly didn’t help that every time I walked past the editing room, I knew I could look through the file and see her face once more in the footage from the other night.
Fuck. I had to find her.
Richard Blair, studio President, blew into the room like the force that he was. “Morning everyone,” his voice boomed, and the meeting room went immediately silent. Everyone had been nervous since our previous lawyer had quit to move to New York for a new job. There’d been talk that Richard was interviewing some heavy hitters in the industry along with a new team of executive producers. These sorts of shakeups can be intimidating for most. My brothers didn’t show nerves often, and it wasn’t like any of us were quaking in our boots at the thought of meeting the new network attorney… but I’d be lying if I said the concern that our show had the potential of being legally risky hadn’t crossed our minds at least once. And a show with high liabilities could easily be the next show canceled.
“We’re going to try to keep this short,” Richard said, and I couldn’t help but smile. When did that man ever not keep meetings short when he could? It was one of the things I liked so much about our boss. He was succinct and sharp and on top of everything. There was no time for bullshitting unless we were on a golf course or at the club having a business dinner. And even then, he typically had his meal, one scotch, and was gone before dessert. “We’re going around to each office to meet the crew and casts of each of our network shows, and we have several more to hit before lunch. That being said, you will have a chance to ask questions, just please keep them short.” Richard paused to sip his coffee. “Our newest executive attorney comes to us from a film background, and we were lucky enough to steal her away from a small little superhero franchise that I think you all may have heard of. I think her expertise will prove invaluable here. Everyone, please give a warm Silhouette Studios welcome to Nina Miller.”
Nina? It couldn’t be…
My gaze jerked up from my iPad. Sure enough, entering our board room in deep purple stilettos, a fitted sleek purple dress, and a black blazer was Nina.MyNina.
Confused by the shock of seeing this woman I’d been dreaming about in person again, I didn’t quite put two and two together—was she here about the lawsuit she was claiming?
Then, Richard said, “Welcome to the Silhouette team, Nina. We’re incredibly lucky to have you.”
“Uh-oh,” Josh muttered beside me.
I was stunned. But more than that, my heart raced and my pants tented considerably beneath the table. I’d never been happier that we didn’t have a glass top table that would reveal the state of my cock to everyone in the room. Because fuck, was I hard.
She quirked a brow in my direction, and in the briefest moment, one side of her plump, ruby lips curved into a smile as if to say,check mate.
Oh, baby. The game is only just beginning.I leaned forward onto my elbows. “Well, this just got interesting.”
“Don’t do anything stupid,” Josh whispered beside me.
I shot my brother a look. “C’mon. Like what?”
