Billionaire's Bargain. Maureen Child

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СКАЧАТЬ and the sleeping baby nestled close. Checking her camera screen, Sienna smiled to herself. Since they hadn’t asked for a family print, this would be a gift from her. And, with their permission, she’d showcase it on her website, as well.

      Standing up, she said, “In about a week, I’ll have some proofs to show you. Terri will give you the sign-in code for the website. Then all you have to do is decide which ones you want.”

      Kissing her baby tenderly, the mother laughed a little. “That’s going to be the hard part, isn’t it?”

      “Usually, yes.” Terri spoke up and began to herd the family from the room. “If you’ll come with me, you can get Kenzie dressed and I’ll get that code for you.”

      Sienna watched them go, then turned to her equipment. Terri was good with the clients. As the mother of four and grandmother of six, she knew her way around babies. Plus, she had a calming touch with nervous parents and jittery kids. Hiring her had been the best move Sienna had ever made.

      She took the memory card from the camera, inserted it into the computer and opened a new folder for the Johnson family. Once the images were done loading, she flipped through them with a critical eye, deleting those that didn’t meet her expectations and marking those that would be the winners.

      Already, she loved the last-minute shots she’d taken of the family as a whole. It said something to her. The love in the mother’s eyes. The trusting curl of the baby’s body against her mother’s chest. The protective gleam in the father’s eyes and the visual element of his much bigger hand against his tiny daughter’s cheek.

      Sienna’s heart gave a hard squeeze. Once upon a time, she’d dreamed of having kids herself. Of building a family with a man she loved, who would look at her and see everything in the world he wanted. She’d made a grab at the brass ring a few years ago—only to discover that she hadn’t really caught it at all. Instead, she’d been grabbing at fog. Wisps of dreams that in the light of day lost all cohesion.

      Devon Quinn had been both the dream and the nightmare. So handsome. So charming, with a wicked smile and a twinkle in his eyes that promised adventure and love. But she’d only seen what she’d wanted to see and it hadn’t taken her long to figure out that marrying Devon had been the biggest mistake of her life. Now Sienna was divorced, with a struggling business taking pictures of children that weren’t hers.

      “Wow.” Shaking her head, she ordered, “Snap out of it, Sienna.”

      She usually didn’t wallow. Sienna was a firm believer in letting the past go and concentrating on the now. She didn’t spend much time remembering Devon or the marriage that had been such a disappointment.

      “Sienna?”

      She looked up at Terri. “The Johnsons have a question?”

      “No,” the older woman said. “They paid and left. But someone else is here to see you.”

      Terri didn’t look happy about it, either. Which only made Sienna wonder who could have put the uneasy look on her friend’s face. “Who is it?”

      “Me.”

      Terri jumped when the deep voice sounded out from right behind her. Sienna’s gaze was locked on the man standing behind her assistant as she stood up slowly. Even if she hadn’t seen him, she would have known that voice. Though she hadn’t heard it in two years, she’d have recognized it anywhere. That voice was not just deep, it carried the ring of power, letting everyone know that the man speaking was used to being heard and obeyed.

      Which just didn’t fly with Sienna.

      Still, her gaze locked with his and a rush of heat filled her stomach, swirled around for a heartbeat or two, then rose up in her chest.

      Adam Quinn.

      Her ex-brother-in-law. Funny, looking at Adam now, she could see the family resemblance between him and Devon. But she could see so much more than she once had. For example, Adam’s chocolate eyes met hers squarely. They didn’t shift around the room as Devon’s had, as if he were looking for someone more interesting to talk to.

      Adam’s mouth was firm, and some would say grim, but Devon’s smile, she’d discovered, was used to disarm, deceive. Adam’s hair lacked the wave of Devon’s, but somehow the expert, somewhat shaggy cut suited him. Devon had boasted a dark tan, which had come from so much time spent playing on lakes or ski slopes while Adam’s skin was paler, letting her know that he was still more focused on his business than in entertaining himself.

      He was taller than she remembered, Sienna thought. At least six foot two, and even wearing the elegantly tailored navy blue, three-piece suit, he looked more of a pirate than a businessman. Maybe, she told herself, it was because he carried an air of, not danger, exactly, but as if he were issuing a silent warning to stay out of his way or be mowed down.

      And just watching him had her heartbeat speeding up. It happened every time she was around Adam. Sienna hated acknowledging that, even to herself. Devon’s brother was off-limits. Or should be. While Devon had been completely self-indulgent, Adam was too straitlaced. Too much the corporate raider for her. What she needed to do was find a man right in the middle of those two extremes. The problem was, Sienna didn’t think she’d ever meet a man who could turn her insides into a blazing inferno with a single look like Adam could.

      Two years since she’d spoken to him. Seen him. And the internal fire was sizzling away. Ridiculous or not, she really wished she were wearing something more flattering than a long-sleeved white shirt and an old pair of jeans.

      When she realized the humming silence between them had been stretching out interminably, she cleared her throat. “Adam. What are you doing here?”

      He stepped out from behind Terri and the woman sort of skittered sideways to keep out of his path. Sienna couldn’t really blame her. Adam was intense.

      “I need to talk to you,” he said, slanting the other woman a look. “Privately.”

       Two

      Giving orders again. Sienna shook her head. The man hadn’t changed a bit. The last time she’d seen him, he’d begun their meeting by telling her exactly how to handle her divorce from his brother. He’d worked out a financial settlement that would have had most women flinging themselves at his manly chest, thanking him profusely. Instead, Sienna had told him what she’d told his brother. She didn’t want the Quinn money. She just wanted the marriage to be over.

      Now here he stood, two years later, still trying to take charge. Well, she’d hear him out, then go back to her life. The sooner she could put out the fire slowly boiling her blood, the better.

      “Terri,” she said, “would you mind?”

      “Sure,” the woman said, but added, “If you need me, I’ll be right up front.”

      Sienna stopped her smile before it could get too big. Good to have friends. Even though the thought of the older woman trying to rescue her from Adam was ludicrous. “Thanks. I appreciate it.”

      Terri left, closing the door behind her. When she was gone, Adam asked, “What does she think I’m going to do?”

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