Alex had been staring out his floor-to-ceiling window when his assistant knocked politely on his door. He'd been watching a woman walk across the parking lot. She looked familiar, but he couldn't place her. He'd probably never figure it out, so he turned his chair and pulled it closer to his desk. He was restless today, which was odd. His normal laser focus had deserted him today. With reports on his desk of pre-sales and his daughter's review of the latest game, they were about to launch, he had plenty to do. Why was he so scattered today? He'd slept well. He'd consumed his usual morning shake of greens and protein. He couldn't trace his odd mood to anything he'd done or failed to do in his morning routine. Why did he think that woman was familiar? "Madge?""There's someone here to see you," his assistant said.He couldn't run the company without Madge. She'd been an impulsive hire when the last three women, ones he'd hired for their looks, had failed miserably. Madge was older th
"Wait," Alex said.Amelia didn't need to stay here and take more abuse and suspicion from him. She hadn't come here to ask for his help, though she could use it. She was behind on her rent because two clients hadn't paid her. That had taken a back seat in her mind when she found out she was pregnant. "Amelia," Alex said, his voice softer.She remembered that voice from their time together. He'd talked dirty to her in that bedroom voice. It was as if someone was pouring whiskey over sandpaper. It went right to her soul. That's probably why she'd slept with him that night. That voice had touched something deep inside of her. She crossed her arm as she turned to look at him. She wasn't going to be swayed from the fact that she now didn't like this person. At all.He'd been charming and attractive. Now he thought she was a gold digger. She'd done the responsible thing and told him he was a father. She didn't care now what he did with that information. She was out.He placed his hands fl
Amelia spun around to see the last person she wanted to see. Isabel stood in the partly opened door, holding onto the knob as if it were a lifeline. A pained expression crossed her face and she grimaced as if the pain manifested itself physically."Honey?" Alex said.Isabel's relation to Alex was brought home to Amelia with painful clarity. She knew at some point she'd have to broach this subject with Isabel, but she'd hoped it would be later. Amelia needed to time wrap her brain around the idea that she was pregnant. She assumed Alex would need the same adjustment period. He'd been a father once, so it might not be such a jolt, even if this was all unexpected. "Why would Amelia have to move in with us?"Great. Isabel lived with her father. That didn't complicate things at all. Amelia had no plans on moving in with Alex and Isabel. She was sure she would lose her new friend over this pregnancy as it was. She didn't expect Isabel to take this situation lightly. Amelia looked back at
Alex stared out the window again. Amelia's visit had done nothing to cure his restlessness. Now he had an added burden. He was going to be a father again. As much as Amelia kept things close to the vest, which made her hard to read, Alex doubted that she was lying. The child was his. This was unexpected but never unwelcome. He'd enjoyed raising Isabel. He'd never thought he'd be a father again as he had never been willing to give his heart to anyone else. His dead wife would always be his one and only. But he would be as instrumental as possible in raising this child, and that started with convincing Amelia to live at his house. He could make sure she went to doctor's appointments and that everything went well, including the delivery. That's where things had gone south. He shuddered at the memory and pushed it back into its box. Amelia was younger and probably healthier than his wife had been. No, he wouldn't go down that path, but he could make sure everything was okay. He needed
Amelia picked up a chocolate shake at a drive-thru and drank it on the way back to her apartment. Her mind was in a jumble and her emotions were a little raw. She hadn't expected the meeting with Alex to turn out that way.Then again, she hadn't expected Isabel to waltz in and complicate things. She'd assumed that Alex would be suspicious, but she hadn't cared. Her objective was to inform him and nothing else. She could take care of herself. Then again she had a few clients who had outstanding debts to her but she was sure they would come through eventually.Until that moment, her bank account was seriously low and rent had been due a week ago. It had only been the third time she'd been late in the two years she'd lived in the place. No one could fault her for that. The shake sat in her stomach but didn't come back up. Good to know. The sugar did nothing to settle her raging emotions, but at least she had food in her stomach. She parked in her usual spot since most people were at w
Alex finally felt that he had the upper hand in the situation. He hadn't been successful in his hockey career without knowing what would happen next. He hadn't acquired his wealth without being in control.He hadn't done anything to hurt Amelia's situation, but he hadn't done anything to help it. At least not yet. At least he was back in control and that's how he liked things. She could still be a wild card, but he doubted it.Now he was in better control. He wasn't so restless, except that he was waiting on Amelia to show up at his office. She was coming to him. She admitted she needed to move in. Now he could take care of her and the baby. He would have no worries along those lines and he could go back to making money. This launch was giving him heartburn, but Amelia would be one less worry if she was under his roof. He watched her car drive in, now familiar with it. She parked in a visitor spot that was below his window. She probably wouldn't see him unless she knew where to look.
When they arrived at her apartment building, Alex pulled out a wad of cash and handed it to her landlord. Mr. Canaday choked. Amelia would bet he'd never seen that much cash in one place. "I don't know if I can accept cash.""We want to move out today," Alex said. "You can head to the bank right away.""The cops need to be here to watch over Miss Cooper's move-out," Mr. Canady said. Alex gave the man a warmer smile than Amelia thought her former landlord deserved. "Mr. Canady. I'm sure we can work something out. I don't think we need the police. Do I look like I want to steal the appliances?"He looked like he could lift the appliances. She'd seen those muscles up close and personal. She could vouch for the fact that they were large. Not just gym muscles, which had made her wonder what else he did to keep in shape. For some reason, standing in this tiny office, Alex seemed even larger than he'd seemed at the conference. He'd been on top of her more than once, but maybe he'd been car
Amelia sat at her newly-set-up desk at Alex's house and sent yet another email to her clients who hadn't paid her. She doubted it would make any difference. They weren't going to pay her and she had no money for a lawyer. She sighed. She needed better clients and she'd hoped that her reputation would grow in the industry. It hadn't yet. She hadn't gotten to that sweet spot where people came to her so she'd have to hustle to get her next job. What a way to live. She was in a mansion larger than anything she'd ever seen. It was big enough that she got lost several times in it but she couldn't pay her bills. "Do you think this is going to last?"She turned to see Isabel in her doorway. Amelia hadn't seen the woman since she moved into the house yesterday. She'd assumed that Isabel had gone to work and, other than servants, she had the house to herself. Guess she was wrong. "Isabel.""I don't buy your lies," Isabel said, moving into the room. "I haven't lied, Isabel.""My father may l