who to date anymore.”
Geoff looked at her sternly. “If I see one photo of you in the weekly rags, that’s it.”
She glanced at her watch. “Oh, look at the time. I’ve got to run.”
“Caro?” She stopped at his office door. “I’m just trying to protect you.”
“I know. Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
After she left, he wondered if perhaps he should be taking his own advice. Amelia embodied everything that he warned his sisters to stay away from. Not a daywent by that he didn’t hear some juicy tidbit about her on the One Show.
But he was different than Caro or Gemma, and he knew how to handle Amelia. Besides, he was a man used to getting what he wanted, and he wasn’t about to let anything stand in his way.
She intrigued him. He’d first started noticing her on their last trip to Botswana. Something about seeing the woman who’d had a salacious video on YouTube sitting in the dirt with hungry, sick children had piqued his curiosity. She was complex, he’d realized, and he wanted to expose all the layers of the woman to get down to her core.
Dating her was going to be hard with his busy schedule and hers. He needed a solid reason for the two of them to spend time together.
He stood and stretched. Glancing out the window of his office he saw the Munroe Hotel chain logo in the distance and he had an idea. If he could partner with Munroe Hotels and create unique travel packages for the Everest Air consumer he would be able to positively affect the bottom line of the airline. It was precisely the kind of idea he’d been searching for. Something that would help him win the competition with his half brothers and give him a reason to spend more time with Amelia.
But did party-girl Amelia spend any time in the offices of Munroe Hotels? He’d have to research it and find out. He made a few notes on his legal pad. He and Amelia both came from similar backgrounds, with parents who were more interested in themselves than in their kids.
He’d always understood that the Everest Group was Malcolm’s life, and besting Malcolm on his own turf appealed to Geoff. He liked the feeling that thought evoked. And he smiled to himself as she finished making plans for his evening.
He made reservations at a little African restaurant that he hoped would remind Amelia that they had met in Botswana. He wished he’d had the time to get to know her better then.
When they’d been on the charity trip to Africa neither of them had obligations that took up their time. He could have spent all of his time focused solely on her. But that didn’t bother him. He was more than ready for Amelia. He only hoped she was ready for him. The real man, not the staid one that she might expect from his reputation.
Amelia wasn’t used to waiting around for some man, so it unnerved her a bit that Geoff was coming to pick her up. She’d spent the afternoon at the foundation office presenting her findings and persuading the board of directors to adopt her proposal for the course of action they needed to take.
“Why are you nervous?” Bebe asked as the sat in a pub near Waterloo Station.
“I’m not,” she lied. It was ridiculous to have nerves like this before a date. It was nothing more than a date. He was just a guy—one she would go out with once or twice. She’d dazzle him with her smile and her winning personality and then…he’d move on. The way men always did.
“You are such a liar.”
“Bebe—”
“Don’t ‘Bebe’ me. Anyone else might believe that you are perfectly confident, but I know you better and you are nervous.”
Bebe was her best friend and had been since they’d met at finishing school. The two had bonded when they were both ugly ducklings. Bebe had been overweight with frizzy hair, and Amelia had had braces and been gangly. They’d been an odd-looking twosome back then. None of their classmates would have predicted that they’d turn out to be incredibly successful and renowned for their