Love Captures the Heart (Sully Point, Book 3) by Nicole Smith Read Free Book Online

used
a creative process like you must in your design of such innovative
buildings."
    Jason sat back and smiled at her. "Now it begins to
make sense to me--her choice." They continued to discuss what he foresaw
the job entailing, while she offered up ways she thought her skills would mesh
with the job.
    "What about your personal life? I'm a bit of a
workaholic. I can't promise that the hours would be strictly nine to
five."
    She shook her head and he liked the neat way her hair fell
immediately back into place.
    "My husband, Hugh, died suddenly from a heart attack a
couple of years ago. It was quite awful, and I took off for almost a year
before returning to work. My children are grown and live across country. I
don't see them very often. In other words, Mr. Earlington, my time is my own. I
enjoy working and have no problem with long hours."
    "Perfect. Did Holly discuss compensation with
you?"
    "Yes, she did and it's a generous amount."
    "In that case, I'd like for you to work as my
assistant, Mrs. Stone. As soon as you can start."
    She gave him a smile and said, "I'd be happy to take
the job. I can start tomorrow."
    "This is great. Okay, I'll have the parking garage
ready to expect you then--"
    "Excuse me, but I won't be driving so there's no need.
I'll be walking since I don't live all that far from here."
    She mentioned the street and his eyebrows rose. "You
must have a nice rent-controlled apartment in that neighborhood."
    "Yes I do. We were lucky to get it when we did and I've
never moved. It's a great pre-war place."
    "Excellent. I'm usually here by eight, after hitting
the gym. I'll see you then."
    They shook hands and she left. Jason felt like a huge weight
had been lifted from his shoulders. Finally, he'd have someone mature and
skilled to help him out. He would owe Holly for this one.
    * * * *
    Holly felt curious about the upcoming meeting with Jason.
Especially since she'd planned to ask for a meeting with him to propose her
idea. She supposed she could bring it up now. She walked into his offices and
the receptionist told her to go on back. She found him setting out silverware
and containers of food on a square wooden dining table.
    "Holly, come in. Have a seat. Is bottled water okay
with you for lunch or do you want coffee?"
    "Water is fine, thanks." She took off her jacket
and laid it on the leather couch that stretched along one wall. As she turned
around to walk to the table, she saw Jason staring at her.
    "You really are beautiful," he said quietly. His
green eyes seemed to have darkened with lust.
    "Okay now, don't look at me that way. We aren't having
sex in your office."
    "No, but I think we should have it somewhere."
    "Funny, I had an idea about that."
    "So did I."
    "You did?"
    "Yes. I think we should see each other for sex. But
not--"
    "For a relationship. Exactly. That was my thinking this
morning."
    He smiled at her. It was an absolutely devastating smile
that made her blush. She sat down at the table and he joined her. "I hope
the salad is all right with you."
    "Yes, fine," she said, not caring in the least
about the salad.
    "The thing is, we have this--"
    "Chemistry. Yeah. It's intense."
    "And my thinking is that we're both too busy to be
dating, and having to deal with people wanting more from us than we have to
give at this point in our lives. We're adults, we're mature, we know what we
want, why not help each other out?"
    She laughed. "Help each other out? That's a different
kind of euphemism for it."
    "You know what I mean. By the way, and speaking of you knowing
what I mean, I hired Mrs. Stone. You were absolutely right about her. She's
perfect."
    "I'm so glad. I just knew you two would fit."
    They both ate some salad.
    "So how would it work?" she asked. "We'd just
arrange times when we are both free? Or call each other when we're in the
mood?"
    "I'm not sure...I hadn't gotten quite that far in my
thinking."
    "Well, speaking simply on the basis of good health, I
think once a week might be