Free Bound by Their Love by Nicole Flockton Page B

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    Once they’d given their waiter their drinks order, Greta asked a question she’d wanted to ask ever since Jeff had mentioned the other presentations.
    â€˜Can I ask you something?’
    â€˜Ask away.’ He said looking at her over the top of his menu.
    â€˜You don’t have to answer it if you don’t want to,’ she added.
    He laughed, a low rumble she was coming to enjoy hearing. ‘I promise if I don’t want to answer it I’ll let you know.’
    â€˜Another promise? That’s your second one tonight.’
    â€˜I had no idea I had a promise limit. How many do I get?’
    â€˜How many can you handle?’
    â€˜Angel, I can handle many things,’ he paused and leaned forward. ‘All at once, too.’
    A shiver raked through her body, imagining all the ways Jeff could handle her. It would be so wrong to sleep with him again. But it would be so right. ‘I bet you could. But getting back to my question.’
    â€˜Way to kill the mood.’ He chuckled and shook his head.
    A slow rise of heat warmed her cheeks. ‘I don’t think it will take much to get it back,’ she said wryly. ‘I wanted to ask, what was Graham’s presentation like?’
    When Jeff sat back in his chair, clasping his fingers together and placing them on the table, she had a feeling what he was about to say was going to be very interesting.
    â€˜Have you ever done a presentation with Graham?
    â€˜No, I haven’t seen Graham present anything. We’ve always worked separately.’
    â€˜I got the impression your father was pushing for you to work together.’
    â€˜It may well have worked out that way. If Luciano hadn’t stepped in, I can imagine what would’ve happened with the campaign.’
    â€˜Which is?’
    â€˜I’d have been pushed to the side, along with my ideas. My father is grooming Graham to take over the agency. There’s no way he would’ve wanted me to get all the credit for your campaign.’
    â€˜Then your father is short-sighted. If the way Graham presented the other day is an indication of how he’ll run the business, then he’s going to turn a profitable agency bankrupt.’
    Shocked at Jeff’s perception of Graham, it took her a few moments before she could form her next sentence. ‘He was that bad?’
    â€˜Whether it was because he was intimidated by Luc, or it’s how he always presents, I don’t know. But the guy couldn’t even put two sentences together without stammering over his words.’
    Greta shook her head in denial. ‘I don’t believe it. My father goes with Graham to every presentation, including yours. There’s no way he’d let Graham put the agency at risk like that.’
    â€˜Your father wasn’t there, Angel,’ he said softly. ‘He left after the introductions. He apologised, said he had to be somewhere else.’
    â€˜This makes no sense at all,’ she said, almost to herself. Why would her father employ someone who fumbled their way around a presentation?
    â€˜Luc was almost going to cancel your presentation after seeing Graham’s effort. Your agency was the only one with two appointments. But I told him to give you a chance. The appointment was made, seemed pointless to cancel it.’ Jeff touched her hand briefly. It was enough to fire her blood to life. ‘Now I’m very happy that I did because I got to see you again.’
    Another flush of heat warmed her cheeks. ‘I’m glad too. It was an honour to present my ideas to you. You really are talented, Jeff. Your designs take my breath away. Even the simple affordable designs. The ones I saw today were exquisite. I’ve never seen such beautiful jewellery.’
    Jeff locked his eyes on her; his irises so dark they were almost black. It added to his reclusive reputation. They held a mystery she wanted to solve. ‘I was inspired, you