In the Boss's Arms. Barbara Hannay

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      Alice felt her face burst into flames.

       Missing you like crazy.

      No way could she wipe the smile from her face. Thank heavens Shana wasn’t looking her way.

       Missing you like crazy.

      Liam’s mind was not on his work. He should have been dealing with everything that had piled up while he was away, but his concentration was shot to pieces. He couldn’t stop thinking about Alice. He sat in his office, staring at his computer screen, hoping she wasn’t too busy to answer his email immediately.

       Missing you like crazy.

      Perhaps he was crazy. Surely he was crazy to allow this to happen, to become so involved with a woman that he let her sidetrack him from his focus on his brand-new business enterprise.

      He’d come to this city with a single-minded purpose, prepared to do everything that was needed to secure his company’s viability. But from the very moment he’d seen Alice in the Hippo Bar, he’d been a marked man.

      He hadn’t believed it was possible to be so distracted, so obsessed. Alice was a miracle, his perfect woman. And to think he’d had to come way up north to find her. Right now all he could think about was this evening.

       Please say yes, Alice.

      Actually, in a perfect world he wouldn’t wait till this evening. He would summon Alice to his office, lock the door and explore the possibilities his wide desk offered. But of course that wasn’t going to happen, so he kept picturing other fantasies about tonight—the way he would rush through Alice’s front door, dump the takeaway food on her kitchen counter and start to undress her.

       Say yes, Alice. The only possible answer is a big, fat yes.

      Alice stared at the message from her boss, thinking thoughts so lusty and steamy she could hardly sit still.

      All it took was a few words on a screen—Missing you like crazy.

      Surely this wasn’t normal. Maybe it was some kind of post-divorce reaction? Perhaps, after almost a decade of struggling inside a failing marriage, she was finding Liam’s attention just too exciting. The whole situation was getting out of hand. Their relationship was heating up way too quickly.

      With this much fire, someone could get burned. And guess who it would be?

      Not the boss!

      She should be cooler and calmer about the whole thing. She wasn’t a teenager. She was an adult in her thirties and she should be able to manage a relationship in a super-cool and controlled adult way—ultradiscreet at work and totally in control outside.

      Taking a deep breath in and out, she scooped up her hair, gave it a little twist and used the butterfly clip from her top drawer to secure it away from her collar.

      Not that it helped to make her feel any cooler or calmer. This was a fire that wouldn’t be easy to tone down. Maybe she should speak to Liam. She could suggest they take things more slowly, talk more, rather than rushing straight into bed.

      Right. Taking another deep breath, and with one eye on Shana, she began to type a carefully worded, super-polite and admirably restrained reply to Liam’s request.

      ‘I’ve printed out these spreadsheets for you to look over,’ the company accountant told Liam.

      ‘Good, Merv; thank you.’

      Merv began to set his work on Liam’s desk and, as he did so, three emails appeared on Liam’s computer screen. One was from Alice.

      ‘They’ll be fine,’ Liam said a touch impatiently as Merv carefully made sure that each document was placed neatly and precisely and in exactly the right order.

      ‘You might like to take a closer look at the projections for wages over the next six months, Mr Conway.’

      ‘Yes, yes, sure.’ Liam’s eyes darted back to the screen.

      ‘From these figures I’d suggest you consider leasing more of our IT equipment rather than owning it.’

      Liam’s hand hovered over the mouse, eager to click on Alice’s response. ‘I’ll consider that. Yes, thank you, Merv.’

      ‘And then there’s the—’

      ‘I’ll give this report my thorough attention and then get back to you.’

      At last Merv got the message. ‘I’ll leave it with you, then.’

      Within a split-second of his turning to leave, Liam clicked on Alice’s message.

      If you could bring Indian curry and white wine, the green plates will be ready and waiting. 6.30?

       A.

       P.S. I’ll take care of dessert.

       P.P.S. And the midnight snacks.

       P.P.P.S. And breakfast.

      Liam grinned. Maybe now he could stop the lovesick-teenager act and get back to running his business. Attending to this report from the Cairns accountant was only a small part of his duties.

      His Sydney office coordinated a nationwide operation ranging from harbour tours and opera-house concerts to Kakadu tours and Snowy Mountains skiing holidays. If he was to succeed at making the Cairns business just as big and successful, it was time to focus, man. Focus.

      He reached for his diary to check the calls he needed to make.

      And at the same moment the telephone rang.

      ‘Yes, Sally?’

      ‘An urgent call’s come through for you from Sydney, Mr Conway.’

      ‘Thanks. I’ll take it straight away.’

      Rita James, his personal assistant in his head office in Sydney, was always super-calm and efficient, but today, just saying hello, she sounded worried.

      ‘What’s the problem, Rita?’

      ‘I’m afraid there’s bad news about Mrs Conway, Liam.’

       Julia!

      The news hit him with the force of a physical blow.

      ‘Mrs Conway’s housekeeper just rang to say that she has been admitted to hospital and her condition’s serious.’

      Oh, God, no.

      He’d been dreading something like this, had feared it might happen while he was away in the north.

      ‘Do you have a phone number? Can I speak to Julia?’

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