Kept by Her Greek Boss. Kathryn Ross
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he concentrated his gaze upwards and noticed suddenly that she seemed very pale.
Katie looked away from him and tried to concentrate on something other than the wave of nausea that had unexpectedly swept over her. What on earth was the matter with her? She couldn’t be ill, not here. Not in front of him! How embarrassing would that be? Panic-stricken, she took a few deep breaths, and to her relief the feeling started to subside. She was just tired, she told herself soothingly. Apart from the hour’s sleep, she’d been almost permanently on the go for the last twenty-four. A new job, a high-pressured meeting followed by piles of paperwork and then a flight to New York—all that plus Alexi. No wonder she didn’t feel well!
And the time spent working with Alexi had been difficult, to say the least. After the initial conversation, they’d hardly exchanged a word that wasn’t connected with what they were doing. The ease with which they had once worked together had definitely gone.
Katie tried to tell herself that the worst was behind her now. A long, refreshing shower and a sleep in a comfortable bed for a few hours would probably sort her out.
She looked at her wristwatch and adjusted the time back five hours to New York time. It was like that film Groundhog Day, she thought; just when you thought the long hours of darkness were nearly over, it was back to the small hours of the morning.
She glanced over and found Alexi still watching her. ‘What time is our meeting?’ she asked awkwardly.
‘Nine-thirty. So we’ll have time to get to my apartment and catch some sleep.’
‘Your apartment?’ She tried to make her voice light. ‘I assumed we would be staying at a hotel!’ Preferably with rooms on different floors, she thought frantically.
‘No, I have an apartment by Central Park. It’s very convenient.’
The jet was making its final descent, the engine noises screaming a bit like her nerves. But at least it covered the tense silence that now lay between them. She closed her eyes and tried to pretend she was somewhere else—anywhere else but here with him.
But instead of thinking relaxing, comforting thoughts her mind was now racing over the fact that they were going to be alone in an apartment.
The plane touched down on the runway with a heavy thud and a screech of brakes. As it taxied to a halt, they started to gather their belongings, ready to disembark.
‘You know, Alexi, I really think I should stay at a hotel,’ she said suddenly.
He looked amused. ‘Why?’
‘Because…I feel this is an awkward situation, that’s why.’
‘My apartment has more than one bedroom, Katie.’
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