Leanne Banks - The Secretary And The Millionaire

“Better since Amanda took over.”

“That’s good. You headed home now?”

“No, I’m meeting Trina Sullivan for dinner.”

“Redhead.” Mason cracked a wicked grin. “Jack’s new WOW.”

‘“Wow’?” Jack repeated.

“Woman of the week. You don’t keep them around much longer than that.”

“I come from a long line of matchmakers,” Jack told Mason. “You know about Kate,” he said referring to his aunt who was determined to make sure all Fortunes were happily married and producing more heirs. “The only way to throw her off course is to be a moving target.”

“No serious contenders?”

“The only female I’m serious about is Lilly.”

Mason nodded slowly. “Safe choice. ’Night.”

After Mason left, Jack checked the mirror in his office rest room and straightened his tie. His evenings had been too quiet lately. He’d had too much time to reflect. He needed a distraction. Trina.

Every time Amanda closed her eyes that night in bed, she pictured Jack. And Trina. He would flirt with Trina and let his hand linger at her waist. He would kiss her. He would hold her.

Pain cut through her. Jealousy welled inside her. Amanda squished her eyes closed. She hated jealousy. It was such a small, useless emotion. Amanda didn’t spend much time lamenting her plain appearance. Her value had never been in the color of her eyes, the shape of her face or the shape of her slim body. She’d been valued for her mind, her common sense and for her heart.

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