The Millionaire's Wish. Abigail Strom
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dizzy. “Okay, then.” She took another breath. “I’m sure you’ve got better things to do than sit here with me all night.” She took out her wallet and tucked his check carefully inside. Her hands shook a little. “When can I deposit this?” she asked. “Do you want me to wait until after I’ve honored my side of the bargain?”
He shook his head. “No, I trust you. You’re a woman of character, remember?”
He was actually smiling a little, and she smiled back reluctantly. “I’ll let Julie know you’ll be coming by on Saturday.”
If he’d been anyone but a powerful CEO, she would have said a look of panic came into his eyes. “I assumed you’d be there, too. Won’t you be there?”
He was probably one of those single men who weren’t comfortable around kids. Was that the reason he’d been so reluctant to do this?
She sighed. “I can be there if you want. Two o’clock, at the hospital?”
Some of the tension went out of his expression. “Yes, fine. And we’ll go to dinner that night.”
It was Allison’s turn to feel a pang of anxiety.
“Now, can I drop you somewhere?”
He rose to his feet and offered her a hand. Allison extended her own, a little hesitantly, and it was enveloped in a strong, warm grip as he helped her up. She took a step back as she pulled her hand away, tingles radiating from her palm and blood rushing to her cheeks.
“I’m all set. But thanks.”
He was just a foot or so away. She had to tilt her head back to look at him.
She backed away another step. “Well … good night.”
Her heart racing, she turned away, moving quickly through the crowd to get to the door. She pushed it open and stood outside for a moment, taking in a big gulp of cool evening air.
She’d made a deal with Rick Hunter. A straightforward business arrangement, as he called it.
Sure it was straightforward—to him. As for her … well, straightforward wasn’t the word she’d use to describe her mental state at the moment.
She took another breath. This was for her foundation. She needed to think about the families she could help with Rick’s money—not Rick himself, with his black hair and intense green eyes and well-muscled body.
She wouldn’t think about his coldness, either … or the few times something else had broken through, just for a moment.
He thought she wasn’t attracted to him.
She prayed he’d still believe that when their deal expired. Because she didn’t like him, and she didn’t want to be attracted to him.
And she definitely didn’t want him to know that she was.
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