The Billionaire's Demands (A Boardrooms and Billionaires Series Book) (Entangled Indulgence) by Addison Fox Read Free Book Online Page B

face of McBride Media. Mayson was their marketing guru. Both needed to project that fiery passion that drew the eye.
    She, on the other hand, needed to make investors feel comfortable signing over their money. It was a role she excelled at. A role she enjoyed.
    And in the last two weeks, a role she’d begun to wonder if she hid behind.
    The loud sighs of ecstasy coming from the far side of the fashion closet pulled her from her reverie. “Closet” was something of an understatement, Camryn knew, but it’s what they called the large room that housed all the various fashion samples that came to McBride Media each and every month for possible use in their magazines.
    “This. Is. Gorgeous.” Sinclair had a handful of clothing slung over his arm as he came around the back side of an overstuffed rack of clothes, waving a dress in a particularly beautiful and eye-catching shade of green in his hand.
    “The Gucci is fabulous.”
    “It is completely fabulous and you’re wearing it to your dinner Friday night.”
    “I’m not wearing a dress without a shoulder to meet a group of investors.”
    “You most certainly are.” Sinclair shoved the dress at her as he pointed to a dressing room. “Go put it on.”
    “It’s a business dinner.”
    “And you will look both gorgeous and professional.” He waved a hand. “Now go.”
    “I have a very suitable cocktail dress to wear to dinner,” she hollered over her shoulder as she marched to the changing area.
    “Which you won’t be wearing. I know that dress is your size and you’re going to accessorize it with those strappy Prada pumps I pulled out of your closet right before we left.”
    The urge to argue rose up but she tamped down on it. The man was clearly not going to be satisfied until she acquiesced to his bidding, and she had a four o’clock meeting she wanted to get to on time.
    Camryn made quick work of her blouse and skirt, then pulled the sheath on over her head. The material slid down her body like a caress—over her breasts, stomach, and hips—and an image of Booth’s hands on her skin rose up to fill her thoughts. With a heated shiver, she forced the erotic image from her mind and turned toward the mirror.
    It was only when she caught sight of herself that she took in a sharp breath. She looked… hot .
    Still professional, but hot, too.
    The dress hit just above the knee, leaving her legs bare. The single shoulder she’d already determined couldn’t be sticking out all by itself for her business dinner looked sleek and elegant and an image of herself in the vivid green, surrounded by a sea of men dressed in business suits, filled her mind’s eye.
    “Come on out.”
    “Sinclair, I’m not sure.”
    “Out. Now.”
    Camryn kept the sigh to herself and pulled back the heavy curtain in her dressing room. She wanted to muster an argument as to why she shouldn’t wear the dress, but the little devil on her shoulder—her very bare shoulder—kept forcing the image of her amid the suits to the forefront of her mind.
    “You look amazing.”
    “It’s an important dinner.”
    “And you’re going to wow them.” As if he understood her hesitation, Sinclair walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. “Both before and after you open your mouth. There’s nothing that impresses a man like a beautiful woman who can think for herself.”
    Camryn wasn’t so sure about that, but the longer she stood there in the dress, the more she was positive she couldn’t not wear it. If for no other reason than to see the look in Booth Harrison’s liquid blue gaze when he saw her walk into the room.

Chapter Four
    “Shirley in layout told Marie in web development who told Sean in sales that you were trying on dresses in the fashion closet.”
    Camryn glanced up from a stack of paperwork as Mayson walked into her office and dropped into a chair opposite the desk. “I’m so happy to hear the grapevine is alive and well when we have six magazines to put to