should be banned, she thought as she found herself responding to its warmthâ¦and potent sexiness. This last thought alarmed her so much she actually backed up in her chair. The last thing she wantedâor neededâwas to feel any attraction, even the tiniest bit, for Zachary Prince. She kept her expression as businesslike and cool as she could manage while reminding herself he was a) so not her type, b) her boss, and c), most importantly, married.
She tried to banish her disturbing thoughts with limited success. Finally they finished with the blue book, which Zach had told her they called their bible, and he said, âSince itâs already one oâclock, why donât you take a lunch break? In the meantime, Iâll ask Deborah to pull all the active files for you to study this afternoon. Iâd like you to pay particular attention to the Carlyle Childrenâs Cancer Center because thatâs the first possible beneficiary I want you to do a final evaluation on.â
âAll right.â She couldnât wait to get back to her office. And away from him.
âIf you have questions, make a note of them. We can discuss them tomorrow morning.â Then he added, âI wonât be here this afternoon.â His blue eyes met hers squarely. This time he didnât smile. Nor did he offer any explanation.
Georgie told herself he was the boss and he had a perfect right to come and go as he pleased. And he certainly didnât have to justify himself to her, did he? Besides, he could have perfectly legitimate business to take care of. She told herself where he might be going or what he might be doing wasnât her concern and she shouldnât jump to any conclusions. She told herself she was there to do a job, that Alex had not asked her to report back about Zach or his work habits and no matter how she felt about Zach herself, she was going to do that job to the best of her ability. And she was going to keep her relationship with Zach strictly business. In fact, the less she knew about him and the less she saw of him, the better off sheâd be. She might not have been here long, but she already knew Zachary Prince was bad newsâon more than one level.
As Georgie returned to her office, she couldnât help thinking how right sheâd been to resist coming to New York.
Chapter Four
âIâ m glad you could come in this afternoon, Mr. Prince. I know youâre a busy man.â
Zach liked the counselor at his childrenâs private school. Celeste Fouchet had proven herself to be compassionate and intelligent, and she had a great rapport with the students. Katie liked her; he knew she did, even though his daughter didnât talk about her counseling sessions at home.
âNothing is more important than my children,â he said, taking the seat the counselor had indicated.
âI noticed that Katie is out sick today,â Miss Fouchet said.
âYes. Sheâs got a strep infection. Dr. Noble saw her this morning and said weâd need to keep her home until sheâs no longer contagious.â
âWell, I hope she feels better soon.â The counselor smiled. âThe reason I asked you to come and see me isIâm still a bit worried about Katie.â Unlike some others who might have avoided his eyes or fiddled with something on her desk, she met his gaze directly.
In her gray eyes, he saw sympathy. His heart sank. Heâd hoped the summons from the counselor had meant that Katie didnât need additional help, that sheâd finally accepted her motherâs death.
âI thought she was doing really well,â he said. âI havenât heard her crying at night in a long time.â
Miss Fouchet nodded. âShe is doing better, but sheâs still not where Iâd like her to be. Sheâs accepted her motherâs death, and she also knows no one is to blame, that it was the disease that took your wife, not anything she
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