Isn't It Rich? by Sherryl Woods Read Free Book Online Page B

look. “It’s not as if you really want to seduce me,” she said with surprising certainty. “So why do you say things like that?”
    “What makes you think I don’t want to seduce you?” In truth, the idea had been growing in appeal by leaps and bounds.
    “You’ve admitted as much,” she reminded him. “Not that I think you’d turn me down if I agreed to take you up on it, but you’re really flirting to annoy me.”
    Richard wondered about that. He seemed to be taking the idea more and more seriously by the minute. Melanie wasn’t his type, but there was something about her, something refreshingly honest and open and enthusiastic. He couldn’t recall the last time he’d encountered that particular combination, much less been drawn to it. Maybe Destiny was right about that much, at least. Maybe he was ready for a change in his life, a spark of excitement and a few heady thrills. It would beat the mundane existence he’d been telling himself he was perfectly contented with.
    He glanced at Melanie, noting the expectant look on her face as she awaited a reply to her challenge. “Maybe I am trying to annoy you,” he agreed. “Then again, perhaps I’m just trying to prepare you for the moment when I make my first totally irresistible move.”
    She blinked at that, but then a smile broke across her face. “I don’t think so,” she said with complete confidence.
    Vaguely disgruntled by her conviction, he asked, “Why not?”
    “Because you don’t play games. You take life far too seriously to be bothered with them.”
    His gaze narrowed. “Destiny’s theory again?”
    “No, my own personal observation,” Melanie assured him. “I’m a good judge of people. That makes me an excellent public relations person, because I know how to make the public see what I see.”
    Richard was more curious than he’d expected to be about her perceptions. “What would you make them see about me? Not that I’m stuffy, I hope.”
    “No, I’d emphasize that you do take responsibility seriously, that you’ve worked hard at Carlton Industries and would work just as hard for your constituents. Those are good, solid recommendations for a candidate.”
    “I thought you didn’t think I’d be a viable candidate because I hadn’t walked in the shoes of those who’ve struggled,” he reminded her.
    She shrugged. “Maybe you convinced me otherwise.”
    “Or maybe you want this contract so badly, you’re willing to say whatever it takes to get it,” he said with an edge of cynicism.
    She stopped in her tracks and scowled at him. “If you believe that, then you don’t know me very well,” she said, sounding genuinely miffed. “I don’t work for anyone I don’t believe in.”
    “You don’t know me well enough to believe in me,” he countered.
    “Actually, I think I do. After your aunt suggested we meet, I did a lot of research before I agreed. I talked to people. I read everything in print. I wanted to be sure that Destiny wasn’t being totally biased about your capabilities or your honesty and integrity. She wasn’t. You’re a good man, Richard. The consensus on that is unanimous.” She gave him a considering look. “Whether you have what it takes to win an election is something else entirely.”
    Richard bristled at the suggestion that he wasn’t up to the challenge of running for office or winning. “What is it you think I might be lacking?”
    “An open mind,” she said at once.
    He started to argue, then saw exactly the trap she’d laid for him. “Because I made up my mind about hiring you before we’d even met,” he guessed.
    “That’s one reason,” she agreed. “And because now that we have met, you can’t divorce my professional capabilities from the fact that I’m a woman who rattles you.”
    “You don’t rattle me,” he claimed, doubting whether he sounded the least bit convincing.
    She regarded him with amusement. “There’s the first real lie I’ve heard cross your