The Rogue's Fortune. Cat Schield

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      Incomprehension fogged her indigo-blue eyes as she looked up at him. “We are what?”

      “The happy engaged couple I’m throwing the party for.”

      Her crisp professionalism wrinkled beneath the weight of her confusion. “We’re not engaged.”

      “Not yet.”

      The expression in her eyes went from shell-shocked to resolute. “Not ever.”

      “I’m crushed.” He shouldn’t enjoy teasing her so much, but it seemed the only way to get past her guards and reach the woman behind the event planner.

      “I doubt it.” She’d recovered her equilibrium and now regarded him with open skepticism. “Perhaps you should explain what’s going on.”

      “Last night you jumped all over me about how I was going to be the downfall of Waverly’s.”

      “I merely suggested you might be a contributing factor.”

      “You weren’t the only one thinking that way.”

      Her eyes narrowed. “Not surprising. But what does that have to do with why I’m here?”

      “A certain member of the Waverly’s board mentioned that he’s been approached by Dalton Rothschild about selling his shares and has been asked to persuade others on the board to follow suit. He doesn’t want Rothschild to take over Waverly’s, but needs a good reason to continue to support the current leadership at Waverly’s.”

      She nodded, but remained silent while her steady gaze encouraged him to proceed.

      “He thinks that leadership needs to include me, but recent events have raised questions about my activities. He indicated if I could demonstrate that I’m leaving behind my proclivity for trouble, the board would feel more confident about the stability of Waverly’s.”

      “And you think an engagement will make you more respectable.”

      “It was suggested a stable personal life would inspire confidence in my upstanding behavior.”

      “Why me?”

      While his address book was bursting with women who would jump at the chance to play his fiancée, Elizabeth was unaffected by his money or his charm. She intrigued him.

      “After last night’s passionate denouncement of me and your concern for the future of Waverly’s, I thought you would be the perfect choice for a pretend engagement.”

      His last two words caused a profound reaction. Her muscles relaxed and she almost smiled. “Find someone else.”

      “I’ve already decided on you.”

      “Surely there are more suitable women in the circles you frequent that would be happy to perpetrate this ruse with you.”

      “None more suitable than you.” And he meant it.

      The concern she’d shown for Waverly’s had inspired him to make her his co-conspirator in his scheme to improve his image. And the active dislike she was struggling so hard to maintain intrigued him. Winning her over presented an enchanting challenge. And if he was going to be stuck in New York for the uncertain future, he would need something exciting to occupy himself. Elizabeth Minerva fit the bill.

      “Does it strike you at all counterproductive that you’re trying to inspire confidence in your upstanding behavior by presenting a fake fiancée to your friends and family?”

      “See, this is why I need you. Not one other woman I know dives straight to the heart of my shortcomings the way you do.”

      Her full lips twitched. “And somehow you perceive this as a good thing?”

      Despite her skepticism, Elizabeth hadn’t slammed the door on his proposition. Or at least, she hadn’t stormed out of his loft and put an end to the conversation. If he could keep her around for a few more minutes, he knew he could convince her how much he needed her help.

      “Last night you were right. Waverly’s is in trouble. Dalton Rothschild is after the board members to sell. I’m in a perfect position to stop him.” He hit her with all the seriousness in his arsenal. “And you are in a perfect position to help me do so. Think of what will happen to all the employees who’ve been with Waverly’s for years. If Rothschild takes over, what do you think he’s going to do with them?”

      “You aren’t playing fair.” Her gaze skidded away from his.

      At that moment, he knew he had her. “We’ll make this a business arrangement. Consider it a contract job. Six months and you’re free of me. In the meantime, think of all the contacts you’ll make as my fiancée. Manhattan’s elite will be vying to have you as their event planner.”

      “A business arrangement,” she echoed, eyes narrowing as she searched his expression. “Nothing more?”

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