Did Someone Order Room Service?: HarperImpulse Contemporary Romance Novella (Do Not Disturb, Book 2) by Charlotte Phillips Read Free Book Online Page B

sponsors were placated, amusement would instead have to come to him. She fitted the bill perfectly. And arranging to have her as his PA meant she was completely under the radar of the press.
    The only problem was that she was looking at him as if she wanted to call security and have him thrown out onto the pavement. Didn’t exactly bode well for a few nights of no-strings fun. But still, he liked a challenge, and the result would be so much more satisfying if he had to work for it. Sometimes easy was just too damned easy.
    ‘Why are you so determined to be unimpressed by me?’ he said, holding her gaze deliberately. ‘Was yesterday such a disappointment?’
    He had the concerned frown on his face of someone whose feelings were on the brink of being hurt. Counterfeit concern surely. She’d read about his exploits in magazines and newspapers for years and from all she knew of him, he didn’t usually let concern get in the way of whatever he wanted to do.
    Of course it hadn’t been disappointing. It had been
mind-blowing
, and just at his mention of it her face felt vaguely throbby with heat and she knew she must be looking beetroot-red. She cut her eyes quickly away from his.
    ‘I’d rather not talk about yesterday, if you don’t mind,’ she said, fiddling with her pen and notebook. ‘I thought we agreed it never happened.’
    ‘I just don’t understand why you’re so regretful of it when you were so enthusiastic at the time. It was fun, wasn’t it? We’re both adults.’ He shrugged. ‘No biggie.’
    No biggie?
    A burst of contempt broke her professional façade before she could stop it. All her intentions to just avoid mentioning it flew out of the window. OK then, if he was determined not to let it lie she could take the opportunity to throw a few truths his way.
    ‘It might be no biggie for
you
,’ she snapped. ‘Bedding a woman you’ve just met is clearly the order of the day in your life. I’m not like that.’
    He raised questioning eyebrows at her and well he might because yesterday she had been like that. She flapped a hand at him.
    ‘Not usually anyway,’ she conceded irritably.
    A brief tap on the door signified the coffee arriving and he watched her as she poured them each a cup, concentrating hard on what she was doing instead of looking him in the eye.
    ‘So what was different about yesterday?’ he said, not letting her off the hook.
    She lifted her cup and saucer and looked across the table at him steadily, a guarded expression in the china blue eyes.
    ‘I had a bit of a crazy day yesterday, I wasn’t thinking straight, it just happened,’ she said in a rush. Quick dismissal. ‘Now it’s done I can’t take it back however much I might want to, but at least I can draw some kind of line under it.’
    ‘Why would you want to take it back? Why so negative about it? Because from where I was standing it was pretty damned wonderful.’
    She tried to ignore the happy skip in her stomach that comment caused.
    ‘Look,’ she said, talking slowly and deliberately, making a desperate attempt to close the subject once and for all. ‘Let’s just say I’ve had some experience of the way celebrities live and while it might seem glamorous and exciting to lots of the girls you meet, it has absolutely zero pull for me. I like to keep things grounded in the real world. That’s the difference between us. So if we could keep things professional between us, that would be good.’
    She put her empty coffee cup on the tray and stood up.
    ‘Now, if that’s everything, I’ll leave you to it while I go and liaise with the kitchen,’ she said.
    ‘It isn’t everything,’ he said, standing up and moving towards her. ‘In actual fact it’s nothing.’ He nodded at the list in her hand. ‘All of that stuff is a front. Admin tasks that either don’t need doing or that I could easily delegate to a member of my own staff.’
    Her heart picked up the pace as he closed the gap between them.
    ‘I was