but the lump in her throat kept getting huge and unbearable.
“I didn’t say that I wasn’t interested in being matched up at Stone’s.”
“Yes, but…I thought….I mean you said yes and…well.”
“Can’t a guy change his mind?” he said looking directly into her eyes. “I want to see more of you, Ms. Wilson.”
A thousand butterflies tingled inside her belly. His voice. That voice was so ….mesmerizing. Soothing. Irresistible.
“I thought we were on first name basis…” she said faintly trying to buy time. She hoped he could not hear her heart thumping loud in her chest.
“Sophie. You’re as precious as your name sounds. I’ll pick you up tomorrow night at seven. I want to take you somewhere classy.”
“Are you asking me out on a date?”
“You could say that…or you could call it research!” He cocked his brow with a grin on his face.
Sophie still felt flustered. “But we’re…I mean you and I can’t be a match.”
“Says who?”
Sophie should be thrilled to have this man ask her on a date. But he was strictly off limits. Still, she was terrified of the consequences. She just could not do this. Not to her client. Especially not to the agency. She had to get out of this situation like yesterday. No, she had to get her heart and her butt out of this situation now or she would be the agency’s roast of the day.
6
“You did what?” Sophie’s good friend Trina said as her jaw fell open.
The next day the two ladies had met at Starbucks to catch up on old times and to discuss what mess Sophie had gotten herself into—this time. Trina was one of her closest long time friends she could speak with. Trina had a reputation of never repeating secrets and often gave good advice.
“The sad part is I think I’m falling for him,” Sophie bit down hard on her lip. She sighed and picked up her steaming double double coffee hoping a sip would calm her nerves down or sharpen her senses.
“So you agreed to go out with him tonight?”
“Well, not exactly. What was I supposed to do?”
“Girl, I see your point. Damned if you do, damned if you don’t. Too bad he belongs to your client.”
“But does he? That’s the question.”
“Ooh, girl, sounds like you’re doing a bit of what is that term they use in psychology? Justification. Some defence mechanism.”
“I’m not justifying anything, Trina. I mean he did say that he didn’t want anything to do with the client.”
“Well, all I can say then is you need to follow your heart. You only live once. Why lose him?”
“Because I may end up losing the most important contract for my boss not to mentioned being blacklisted. I mean they are really counting on me making this match for them.” Sophie sighed heavily as she placed her coffee back on the table and slouched back in her seat.
“The client will be coming into town to meet him soon. She seems anxious for this match to go through and well, so does Mrs. Stone. How am I going to handle this horrible…mix up without hurting anyone? I mean rules are rules! The agency said not to get involved.”
“Yeah, but what if the client wants to get involved with you instead?” Her friend raised a brow which left Sophie thinking.
7
It was Wednesday evening and Carlos smiled to himself as he looked into the mirror shaving. He should have been getting ready for his date but he was getting ready for bed. Sophie of course, couldn’t make their date tonight but that was okay. He got caught up with his latest business deal and he also had to go the mansion to check on his sister’s progress with the live-in nanny and therapist he’d hired for her.
His mind ran back on Sophie from yesterday. He’d never met anyone like her before. Not only was she beautiful on the outside but she had a heart of gold. Most women would throw themselves
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