His Mistress By Arrangement
Emma had been frowning at the spreadsheet since six in the morning and now, almost twelve hours later, the glitch still troubled her. And instead of being able to stay on and fix it properly, she had to go and be social with work colleagues she couldn't exactly count as friends.She stood, stretched, then opened the window, letting the gentle breeze blow the gauzy curtains about her. Fresh air. She breathed deeply.
The conversation from the courtyard below floated up without hindrance. High-pitched female voices that carried far in the still, warm evening.
'Do you think she'll come?'
'She wouldn't know how.'
The women snorted with laughter. Emma recognised them as Becca and Jules.
'Hell, yeah, the woman needs loosening up.'
'I'll say. I don't know what's stronger, her grip on the purse strings or the lock on her knickers.'
She stiffened as ... read full excerpt from His Mistress by Arrangement ebook
