Free Those Red High Heels by Katherine May Page A

chest and I held back a grin that was threatening to escape my lips. Before I could answer, our black car with Tony in tow, pulled up to the curb and Greyson was motioning me to climb in first.
    When we were finally seated, I looked over at Greyson and thanked him. “I really appreciate this. I was getting excited about going. I hope I didn’t ruin any of your plans.”
    Greyson looked at me with those damn blue eyes, and I caught myself fantasizing about him once again. How women get anything done around this guy was beyond me. He cleared his throat and must have started his sentence over. Yeah, I got busted for staring. “Emma, this is probably the most down to Earth activity I’ve done in a very long time. I need this, to get away from everything for an afternoon. I should be thanking you.”
    “Well, then we both are thankful.” I finally started to feel my body relax, and let the leather mold into my back. These private CIA-style cars were the way to travel. I needed to enjoy this, because soon I was going to be out on my own and a ‘Tony’ wasn’t in my foreseeable future.
    As I looked back over at Greyson, I decided I would bring the conversation back to work. I was intrigued about his merger, and secretly wanted to know more about his relationship with Nora. “So, I have to tell you that I have heard quite a bit about you getting ready to take over Lyons Media. Is that what has kept you so busy at work?”
    I could see Greyson was also starting to relax. He slid out of his jacket and placed it neatly beside him. “That actually has been simple. My father has had my takeover ready for years. He has worked like a dog all of his life, and he’s more than ready to step down. We have some big accounts right now, and that’s been where all my focus has been lately. That and the wedding.”
    “Right, the wedding. Brynn has told me bits and pieces, and Nora seems, nice.”
    Greyson let out a low laugh and ran his hand through his hair. “You’re the one being nice.” He glanced over at me, but then quickly looked back straight ahead. I thought we were on our way to being sucked into that getting-to-know you awkward silence, but Greyson cleared his throat and continued, “So, do you know Cade well?”
    “Cade? Oh, no. I actually met him last night. I’ve heard a lot about him from Brynn and Collin, but I had not had the privilege of meeting him until now.” I smiled and laughed a little thinking of his charm, and pickup lines.
    I thought that would also get a small smile out of Greyson, but he seemed to tense up, and I was starting to think this outing together maybe was a bad idea. I then remembered I hadn’t properly thanked him for my interview with Purple Moon, because we were interrupted before I had the chance. “I haven’t had the chance to tell you how much I appreciate you getting me the interview with Purple Moon. It has been wonderful. So, thank you.” I genuinely smiled over at him, and almost had the urge to place my hand over his. That wouldn’t have made it anymore awkward.
    “I’m glad it’s working out so well. Have you enjoyed working on the Stolen Ivory account?”
    I furrowed my eyebrows together and watched his face for a second. “Are you sure? We don’t have to talk about it now. I really don’t mind waiting until our meeting next week.”
    “I’m positive. I would love to hear your thoughts on it.” There was that damn smile again. I inwardly swooned and reminded myself he was off the market.
    “Okay, well I guess I could tell you my thoughts on the book, even though you probably already know everything about it.” I cleared my throat and turned toward Greyson a bit more. I noticed the top button of his shirt was undone, and it caught my eye. I also had a flashback of falling against his body at the engagement party, and remembered how firm and wonderful he felt. I did a quick head shake before I lost control and found myself kissing his face uncontrollably. “Well,