All That He Loves (Volume 2 The Billionaires Seduction) by Olivia Thorne Read Free Book Online Page B

news and radio shows. I’ve got you on Ellen, I’m waiting to see if Oprah will patch you in via live feed. Conan said yes, I’m still waiting to see if Kimmel and Leno will bite.”
    “You’re talking about booking me on competing shows in the same time slots,” Connor said, exasperated.
    “Market saturation, darling. It’s all taped earlier in the day, anyway – we’ll just run you from one studio over to the next. I’ve got you doing spots on CNN, Fox, MSNBC, and I’m waiting to hear from the networks. Plus, I’ve got you a couple of sit-downs with the New York Times, the Washington Post, and the LA Times, plus you’ll be doing interviews with all of the major Nevada outlets.”
    “What about ‘Sesame Street’ or ‘Blue’s Clues’?” I joked. “You’re ignoring the entire ‘under four years old’ demographic.”
    “It’s a sex scandal, Lily,” Sebastian sniped. “They just finishing breastfeeding, they don’t need to see yours, too.”
    “HEY!” I yelled, but laughed at the same time.
    Connor checked his watch. “It’s 8:00. What do we do about Miranda?”
    “The longer you can stall her, the better.”
    “How?”
    “Call her up and tell her you want to discuss terms. In person.”
    My cheek twitched.
    I didn’t care for the ‘in person’ part.
    Not that I didn’t trust Connor. But I still didn’t know exactly what kind of hold she still had on him, and how deep it ran…
    Connor shook his head. “She’ll know what we’re doing.”
    “She might guess what we’re doing. But who cares, as long as it works. Just go in there and do what you do best: negotiate her brains out.” Sebastian looked over at me. “That wasn’t a euphemism.”
    “GOOD,” I snapped.
    “How long do you need?” Connor asked.
    “As long as you can get me.”
    “And we leave when?”
    “I’ll have the Gulfstream on standby so we can fly out the second she catches on.”
    My mind raced to figure out how I could prevent Connor and Miranda from being in a room alone together. “What if she came here to talk?”
    Connor burst out laughing. “There’s no way that’s happening. They’ll demand I come to their turf.”
    “Well, you’re definitely not going to do that, ” Sebastian scoffed.
    I frowned. “Why not? Not that I want you to, but – ”
    “Whoever controls the home turf controls the psychological advantage,” Connor explained.
    “But… aren’t you doing fake negotiations?”
    “Yeah, but she’ll immediately know it’s fake if I just roll over.” Connor turned to Sebastian. “We’ll do it on neutral ground. A bar or upscale nightclub – Blush or something at the Wynn should do. See if you can reserve one of them, tell them I’ll triple the normal till from 9PM onward.”
    Sebastian sighed dramatically. “I guess I can add it to my already overwhelming – ”
    “Never mind.”
    “NO, no, no, I’ve got it,” Sebastian said crossly. It was as though not only was he being overburdened, but Connor was taking away all the fun of playing the martyr. Then he got a dreamy look on his face. “Oh, I wish I could be there to see her expression when she finds out…”
    “That might not be a bad idea. Get a room in the same hotel, as close to the bar as you can. I want you close by if things go south.”
    “You think she’ll buy it?” I asked incredulously.
    “Not for long, no,” Connor said. “But maybe for a couple of hours.”
    “Then why are you even doing it?”
    “Because the news getting out at 11PM is preferable to 8PM. And if she decides to wait until tomorrow morning, that’s even better. It won’t even make the newspapers.”
    “We should have as many people as possible there,” Johnny suggested. “They’ll have four, plus the bodyguards.”
    “True.” Connor looked at me. “Are you okay coming with us?”
    Am I okay making sure Grace Kelly with the Lauren Bacall voice doesn’t try to use her bombshell looks on you while I’m not there?
    “Yes,” I