| Author: | Rachel Cartwright | ISBN: | 9780988090781 |
| Publisher: | Rachel Cartwright | Publication: | September 18, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Rachel Cartwright |
| ISBN: | 9780988090781 |
| Publisher: | Rachel Cartwright |
| Publication: | September 18, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
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Kate relaxed on the leather sofa in her spacious luxury suite overlooking beautiful Central Park. Dad, as was his custom, completed his mandatory inspection to make sure the room met the luxury and security standards advertised by the hotel.
“Dad? Come on. I’ll be twenty-four next month. The room is perfect. Stop worrying.”
Her father locked and unlocked the sliding glass doors leading to the balcony. He jiggled the lock again to make certain it was secure. “Feels a little loose to me. I’ll call the front—”
“No, please, you don’t have to.” She put her hand on his. “I’m not twelve years old anymore. Everything’s fine. I’m fine. Okay?”
Her father glanced down at his shoes. “Well, I’m only three floors down next to the meeting room if you need me. I left the number by your bedside phone. Enter it into your cell just in case.”
Kate realized that she had bruised his pride but didn’t know any other way to say it. He was too protective sometimes and although she loved him deeply for that and so much more, he had to realize that she could take care of herself now.
She kissed him on the cheek. “I will.”
Dad looked up at her and frowned. “Still . . . I don’t understand why you made such a big commotion about attending this year’s meeting. You never showed that much interest in the business before.”
Kate turned from him. “Then it’s about time I did. I am the president’s daughter, aren’t I? There’s so much more I could be doing to help if only you’d let me.”
“You’ve done so much for me already, Kate, and you still do but it’s time you thought about what would make you happy for a change.” Her father walked to the door. “Because you’re right. You’re not a little girl anymore.” He stepped out into the hall and closed the door behind him.
Kate sighed and walked into the bedroom adjoining the main suite. She flopped down on the comfy bed and hoped the redness from the sun had concealed the guilty color she felt rising in her cheeks. She was embarrassed to admit even to herself that her decision to come to New York had more to do with the chance of meeting a lanky man with sandy brown hair that could never be tamed by a comb.
Reid Griffin.
Kate only wished that the rest of him would not prove to be so unmanageable too.
If you enjoy the sample below then please download your free copy now.
Kate relaxed on the leather sofa in her spacious luxury suite overlooking beautiful Central Park. Dad, as was his custom, completed his mandatory inspection to make sure the room met the luxury and security standards advertised by the hotel.
“Dad? Come on. I’ll be twenty-four next month. The room is perfect. Stop worrying.”
Her father locked and unlocked the sliding glass doors leading to the balcony. He jiggled the lock again to make certain it was secure. “Feels a little loose to me. I’ll call the front—”
“No, please, you don’t have to.” She put her hand on his. “I’m not twelve years old anymore. Everything’s fine. I’m fine. Okay?”
Her father glanced down at his shoes. “Well, I’m only three floors down next to the meeting room if you need me. I left the number by your bedside phone. Enter it into your cell just in case.”
Kate realized that she had bruised his pride but didn’t know any other way to say it. He was too protective sometimes and although she loved him deeply for that and so much more, he had to realize that she could take care of herself now.
She kissed him on the cheek. “I will.”
Dad looked up at her and frowned. “Still . . . I don’t understand why you made such a big commotion about attending this year’s meeting. You never showed that much interest in the business before.”
Kate turned from him. “Then it’s about time I did. I am the president’s daughter, aren’t I? There’s so much more I could be doing to help if only you’d let me.”
“You’ve done so much for me already, Kate, and you still do but it’s time you thought about what would make you happy for a change.” Her father walked to the door. “Because you’re right. You’re not a little girl anymore.” He stepped out into the hall and closed the door behind him.
Kate sighed and walked into the bedroom adjoining the main suite. She flopped down on the comfy bed and hoped the redness from the sun had concealed the guilty color she felt rising in her cheeks. She was embarrassed to admit even to herself that her decision to come to New York had more to do with the chance of meeting a lanky man with sandy brown hair that could never be tamed by a comb.
Reid Griffin.
Kate only wished that the rest of him would not prove to be so unmanageable too.
