Clare Connelly - The Debt / Cross My Hart

I’d refused her.

If my company had been small and in its infancy, it might have been a different story, but it wasn’t. Evans Investment was just one of a number of companies in my portfolio and giving someone some time before requiring promised returns would have absolutely no impact on my bottom line.

I shouldn’t have denied her.

On the other hand, business was business and if she wanted a favour…

Something clicked into place in my head like pieces of a perfectly constructed building.

I could give her what she wanted, while at the same time solving my own problem. Not that I couldn’t give her what she wanted without making it dependent on me, but I hadn’t got where I was today by being soft. Everything was a deal. Everything was give and take.

I’d give her something and she could give something to me.

Such as her presence as my serious girlfriend in Dubai, for example.

I wouldn’t have to act as if I was into her the way I would have struggled to with someone else. Our chemistry would take care of that. Certainly it should be convincing enough for Delaney.

Hell, I could even sweeten the deal by giving her access to The Billionaires Club and their contacts. There’d be plenty of people there who’d be interested in her electric car project.

In fact, the more I thought about it, the better an idea I found it.

All I needed to do was put the proposal to her.

I didn’t waste any time, putting through a few calls there and then. Bill was more than happy to take an evening off and the chauffeur company was more than happy to accept my exorbitant offer for one night of Ellie Little’s services. It was very late notice, but they could certainly accommodate me.

That sorted, I shoved my phone back into my pocket and turned to rejoin the meeting, trying to ignore the way the lightning in my veins had become hot, electric.

Nothing to do with the prospect of seeing Ellie again, definitely not. I was simply pleased to have solved the problem of how to get Delaney on my side.

Liar. You still want her.

No, I didn’t. Been there, done that, and I didn’t go back.

This was business. Nothing more.

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