Page 46 of You Wish
“The track is no longer available for events.”
Georgia’s heart fell to her knees and nearly buckled them. “I’ve seen events there before.”
“Problem is, this event is the night before a Formula 2 race and they can’t risk the track getting damaged.”
“This is bullshit. We had an agreement.” One that was drafted up by their best lawyer, signed, sealed, and officiated.
“He isn’t saying no, he’s just saying no to the date.”
“But that day isthedate. The invitations have already gone out. RSVPs are spilling in.”
“We need a backup plan, or this goes south fast.” Liz went quiet.
Georgia pressed a palm to her forehead to ward off the impending headache. “I’ll fix this.”
She hung up and let out a giant breath.
“Fuck my life,” she mumbled.
“That must be one lucky life,” a smooth as ice voice said from behind her.
Before she could lift her head two strong hands settled on her shoulders and began to rub out the kinks—not to mention send her blood pressure skyrocketing. Georgia went limp and rested her head on the table, allowing herself exactly thirty seconds to enjoy his hands on her—since it would be the last time.
Only thirty seconds turned into a minute, and then into three, and finally when she was as limp as a wet noodle he stopped.
“Better?” he asked, taking the seat next to her.
“Yes and no.”
“Tell me the yes.”
“My shoulders feel like they’d had an orgasm.”
His smile was cocky and sure. “Then no.”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Which was a lie. He was the only person she could talk to about it, but she’d never want to speak ill of his sister to him. Only, she wasn’t sure how to move forward if she couldn’t guarantee that Rachel wouldn’t try to sabotage the project again.
“You don’t have to. I heard enough.”
She met his gaze head on, and she could see the apology in his gaze.
“Then you know I’m at a loss as to how to move forward. She’s your sister and you’re my client.”
“I’m more than that,” he said, taking her hand in his.
She slipped it out. “But you can’t. One date. One kiss. One, um…”
“One what, darlin’?”
“One moment and I miss the biggest breach of information at my company. I could have lost my job. Even worse, they could have pulled the plug, and Ben would have suffered.”
“No matter what happens, I would never back out. On anything I promised. Ever,” he said vehemently.
A sigh of relief escaped her lungs. “I’m not sure how to navigate this.”
“Let me talk to Rachel.”
“No, I mean us. What happened today can’t happen again. Neither of us have the luxury of becoming distracted. Too much is on the line.”
