Chapter 4

She adjusted her tortoiseshell glasses. “I’m even more nervous now that I know I’m working directly
with the boss. But, I promise not to let my nerves get in the way of doing my best work.”

“I hope you’ve saved your best work for me because I need the best.”

“No pressure,” she joked. “I hope I live up to your standards.”

“I have no doubt you’ll do just fine. I’ve seen your résumé. The fact that you work in interior design
actually appealed to me because I believe designers look at every detail in all aspects of life and that’s
exactly what I need. And, I’m not sure if you’ve heard anything, but I’m not difficult to get along with,
though I’ve been told I have a dry sense of humor.”

“I have two older brothers. I’m pretty good with holding my own, no matter the jokes.”

With her honesty and sense of humor, Nigel could see they’d get along just fine...so long as he kept
reminding himself this arrangement was professional and temporary.

How many times could he use those two words?

Probably not enough, because he had a feeling he needed to keep those in the forefront of his mind as
long as Ms. Andrews worked by his side.

“Have a seat,” he told her, gesturing to the leather chair opposite his desk. “Since I didn’t sit in on the
interview process, I’d like to get to know a little about you before we begin our day. Like I said, I’ve
seen your résumé, quite impressive, and I’ve heard my crew speak your praises.”

“I’m flattered.”

She should be. They’d interviewed a slew of people for this position, but Nigel had put out very specific
requirements. Interesting that the most striking, intriguing woman he’d ever met was the one who had



landed in his office.

He worked with beautiful women every day. The entire cast of Secret Lives consisted of stunning
ladies. But something about Roslyn seemed almost wholesome...which was quite refreshing in this
field.

Nigel unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt as he went back to his desk chair.
Distance from her would help him keep his head in the game, so would focusing on the sole reason for
her employment. He needed a new vision for the show and the only way he could see that happening
was to bring in an outsider.

There was no room for attractions or office escapades. The last thing he needed was a sexual
harassment lawsuit. Of course, bad press would drive up ratings, but he wasn’t about to embarrass his
family, put his own reputation on the line or degrade any woman.

He respected women and his new consultant would be no different. There’s no reason he couldn’t find
her attractive and keep a level head about himself...right?

“I saw you recently moved to New York,” he began, leaning back in his seat.

Roslyn nodded. “About a month ago. It was time for a change.”

“You came from Texas?”

“I did. My family owns a ranch.” She eased her purse onto her lap and crossed her legs. “My brothers
still live there.”

“So why the drastic change?” he asked.

A sadness swept over her



face for a second before she tipped her chin and silently gathered herself together. “My father recently
passed and it made me realize how fragile life is. I’d always wondered what city life was like and I
decided to take the risk.”

Taking risks was certainly something he could understand and appreciate. He hadn’t gotten this far
without stepping outside the proverbial box and taking his own chances in business. He understood her
need to be out on her own, away from her family, and he instantly admired her drive and
independence.

“I’m sorry for your loss,” he told her. “I have to admit, I’m impressed that you took such a leap.”

“No time like the present,” she stated with that same confident smile that punched him with another
dose of arousal.

“You have a degree in design.” Nigel glanced at the portfolio photos on his computer screen he’d been
looking at before she’d arrived. “These are pretty impressive. Why the switch to media? Did you just
want to make a change?”

She shrugged one delicate shoulder. “Why can’t I do both? I’ve always loved design and I’m fascinated
by media. Who knows? Maybe one day I can design living spaces and work areas for the stars. This is
a good step in that direction.”

Nigel leaned forward, lacing his fingers together on his desk. “Is that what you’re hoping to gain here?
The chance to meet celebrities and get your foot in the door?”

Roslyn opened her mouth, but he quickly held up his hand. “I’m not judging,” he added. “I think it’s
brilliant.”



“You got me,” she laughed. “I’m always thinking ahead. I figure if I’m going to take the leap into a new
kind of market, why not make it a big one? I want to cover a wide variety and when I have my own
company, I’ll be well versed in all the things.”


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