Free Crazy for the Boss (Crazy in Love Book 1) by Ashlee Mallory Page B

supposed to have been finalized that morning. Unbelievable.
    “Why do they keep bringing up these ridiculous points?” She stared at the clock before smacking her head with her palm. “My flight leaves in an hour. There’s no way I’m going to make it.”
    “Relax, Quinn. It’s going to work out. You’ll see,” James said, throwing the tennis ball against the wall and catching it, as he’d been doing for the past ten minutes. “I’m supposed to be heading to Cabo San Lucas this very minute, and you don’t see me getting my knickers in a twist.”
    “Easy for you to say. You don’t have a mile-long list of things to get done before seventy-five people are scheduled to arrive at the Elks Building in downtown Eureka in two days’ time while you’re still stuck nine hundred miles away.”
    Then there was the fact that, in that thin dark cashmere sweater the same color as his eyes, Quinn was finding it hard not to just sink into their blue depths.
    She really needed to get away. STAT.
    “Why, again, are you insisting that I give the final approval on these contracts? Isn’t this what you have Dennis for?”
    He gave her a look of disbelief. “You know why. You’re more aware than anyone how Dennis would sooner see the company implode than see this deal succeed.”
    James was right, which meant that she was going to be royally screwed when it came to honoring her promise, once again, to her sister.
    There was a knock on the door a second before Jeannie came in, carrying the information Quinn had asked for. Quinn read through the document, trying to concentrate on the numbers as James threw the ball…again and again and again until, unable to take the torture, she went over and caught the ball midair.
    Quinn glared at him when he started to object before she returned to Jeannie’s side. A moment later, with assurances she was scanning everything and faxing the signatures again to their investors, Jeannie hurried out.
    Quinn’s phone buzzed and she glanced down. Four missed text messages. Two from her sister, Sabrina, and one each from her roommates wishing her a safe flight.
    At this rate, there wouldn’t be a flight.
    James noticed her staring at her phone. “The parents checking to see if you’re on your way?”
    “Hardly,” she said and dropped the phone back down before collapsing on the small settee under the windows of James’s office. “They don’t actually know I’m arriving. It’s supposed to be part of the surprise. Surprise arrival, surprise anniversary party. But I suppose if Mom and Dad don’t know I’m coming, they won’t be disappointed when I never arrive. My sister, however, is another story.”
    He chuckled and leaned forward and tapped something on his keyboard. Quinn looked over to find that, while she was gnashing her teeth and going nearly bald to get everything finalized, the CEO and supposed head engineer of the whole deal was posting something witty on his Facebook wall.
    She bolted upright, her nerves stretched to the breaking point. “I don’t get you, James. On one hand, you present this image of a man who wants to bring the company that his grandfather started into the twenty-first century. A man who wants to work hard to see the company succeed and grow, hold a commanding presence to the board members and convince them that things are really going to get better. Then at other times you’re still acting like a rich, spoiled, aimless player who would rather be teeing off or flying to a getaway in Cabo instead of commanding the ship. Like you can’t decide who you want to be. In the meantime, I’m killing myself to get everything done.” She caught her breath, surprised she’d had so much to say.
    “You’re that worried about catching this flight then?” he asked, nonplussed by her speech.
    She threw her hands up. “Of course I am. Haven’t you been listening? I have to catch a flight to Seattle and then Spokane, where I’ll rent a car and drive more than