Saying 'Yes!' to the Boss. Susan Mallery

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      “Nothing for me.”

      “All right.” Andrew took the club chair across from the sofa. “What can I do for you?”

       “I’m getting married.”

      Dev said the words aloud, but he had trouble believing them. Married. This time yesterday the biggest social event on his agenda had been thinking it was time to start dating again. He’d been between women for a few months and was feeling a definite itch. But any scratching was about to go on a very long hold, he thought grimly. Everything in his life would change as soon as he married Noelle.

      “Congratulations,” Andrew said, sounding a little surprised. “I didn’t know you were seeing anyone seriously. I assume you want a prenuptial agreement.”

      Andrew was several years older than Dev, but still a friend. Dev wasn’t about to keep the truth from him.

      “Actually I want the opposite,” Dev said. “We’re only going to be married a couple of years. When we divorce, I want her to have an excellent settlement.”

      Dev paused, then laughed when he saw Andrew’s shocked expression.

      “I’m not crazy,” Dev added. “Nor am I marrying for the usual reasons.”

      He explained about Noelle dating Jimmy and the subsequent pregnancy.

      “No offense, but you are crazy,” his lawyer told him. “Give her some money. Set up a trust fund for the kid. You don’t have to marry the girl.”

      “I want Jimmy’s son or daughter to have the family name,” Dev said stubbornly. “I want to make sure Noelle is taken care of. She’s not even twenty yet and her father’s a minister. It was her first time and Jimmy talked her into bed by claiming he wanted to marry her.”

      “That was Jimmy, not you. As your attorney, I have to insist that you—”

       Dev shook his head. “Talk to me as a friend, not an attorney.”

      “Then I still think you’re crazy,” Andrew said with a sigh. “But I’m not even surprised you want to do this.”

      “I’m doing what Jimmy would have done when he found out Noelle was pregnant.”

      “As your friend, ”Andrew said, “I doubt Jimmy would have been willing to go through with a quickie wedding.”

      Dev agreed with Andrew, but Jimmy wasn’t here to prove either of them right or wrong. And Jimmy not being here was Dev’s fault.

      Dev had tried to do the right thing where his brother was concerned. Had tried and obviously failed. The baby gave him a second chance.

      “I would have insisted,” Dev said. “He would have married her. But he can’t, so I will. Besides, I need to be sure Noelle is capable of being a good mother and that she’s willing to take on the task. What better way to find that out than to observe her myself?”

      “That’s what private detectives are for.” Andrew held up both hands. “I know I can’t talk you out of this, so I’ll draw up some paperwork.”

      “The plan is for us to be married for two years, then divorce. I want her to have what Jimmy would have had.”

      Andrew paled. “Half of everything? You’re giving her half of the business? It’s been in your family nearly sixty years. She’s not entitled to half of the company. Community property laws are clear on that.”

      “Not ownership, but an income from the company. I also want a trust fund set up for the child. I’ll fund it now and let it grow. Child support, a house equivalent to mine, plus a monthly allowance for upkeep.”

       Andrew swore. “Generous. I don’t usually have clients trying to give money away at the end of a marriage.”

      “I do my best not to be ordinary.”

      “You’re never that. I can have a draft ready in two days.”

      “That’s fine. I don’t know when the wedding will be, but I’ll keep you informed.”

      Andrew hesitated, then said, “Dev, are you sure? You don’t have to do this.”

      “I want to. Jimmy’s child deserves this.” So did Jimmy, but his brother was no longer around. All Dev could do was wait for the baby to be born and hope things turned out differently. That this time he wouldn’t screw up.

      Riverside had started out as a rural community. It was only in the past few years that it had become yet another bedroom community for the ever-growing Los Angeles and Orange counties. But even fifty years ago, there had been those with money and they had built several beautiful neighborhoods with elegant houses situated on massive lots.

      Noelle found herself driving through one of those neighborhoods on her way to Dev’s house. She’d never really been in this part of town before and she wasn’t used to seeing houses with gates and servants quarters and such incredible landscaping. If not for the directions she’d gotten off the computer, she would have been totally lost.

      Five minutes before their appointed meeting, she turned into a long driveway, past open wrought-iron gates toward a sprawling one-story house.

      The lawn was the kind of green that only comes when one doesn’t have to sweat the water bill. There were large, mature trees offering shady spots, and several pieces of sculpture for decoration. She saw a life-size casting of a boy and girl stretched out on a bench, each reading a book, and a young boy flying a bronze kite. In her neighborhood, lawn art tended toward pink flamingos, although a lot of people did put out seasonal wreaths or flags.

      She parked, then stepped out of her car. The sweet scent of honeysuckle filled the air. The early evening was still and warm and quiet. This was a great place for kids, she thought, knowing she and her sisters would have loved the open spaces, although the elegant artwork would have been in danger of bodily harm.

      She turned her attention to the one-story house and was grateful it didn’t rise above her in chateaulike splendor. It might go on for miles and miles inside, but with only one level she knew it couldn’t be too scary.

      She walked up the stone steps and paused in front of a large, dark intimidating door. She hadn’t known what to wear for her meeting with Dev. She hadn’t wanted to be too casual, but this wasn’t a date. In the end, she’d chosen a simple, light blue dress with tiny flowers and, despite the heat, a white jacket she’d borrowed from Lily. But even wearing more makeup than usual and high-heeled sandals, she still felt she should pop around back and use the servants’ entrance.

      Instead she knocked and waited until Dev opened the door.

      “Noelle,” he said with a smile. “Thanks for coming.”

      He motioned for her to enter the house, which she did, but speaking was out of the question.

       She’d been so worried about what she was going to wear that she’d forgotten to think about what he might put on. Instead of the dark, elegant suits she was used to, he’d changed into jeans and a Hawaiian СКАЧАТЬ