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have.”
    “Of course I will. No one else would do it.”
    Marco barked out a laugh. “That’s probably true. Now, let me get back to work, little brother. Some of us work for a living.”
    Marco turned back to his computer and tried to get on with his work day. The phone rang again.
    The phone in Elaine’s workspace rang for what seemed like the twentieth time since she’d come back from lunch.
    She looked at it dubiously. It was either a reporter or,worse, her father again. He’d called her at work early this morning, beside himself with glee that Elaine had managed to snare herself such a rich husband, and even happier that Elaine was finally settling down. Probably because her marriage, especially such a suitable one, would go a long way in blotting out that “unfortunate incident” from a few years back.
    Thankfully he didn’t seem suspicious about her marrying the man who’d just bought his company. He was too busy congratulating himself for raising a daughter who had finally wised up to the fact that a woman’s place was in the home, not behind an executive’s desk. And probably too confident in his skills as a businessman to even begin to think that his daughter could have seen a loophole that he hadn’t.
    She had ended the conversation with her father feeling renewed determination. That was exactly the reminder she’d needed for why this was necessary.
    She picked up the phone. “Hello?” she said curtly.
    It was another reporter, rattling off questions at lightning speed that were both personal and degrading. She hung up on the man mid-sentence, and rested her forehead on the cool veneer surface of her desk.
    Her head popped up when she heard a knock on her office door—or, to be more accurate, her cubicle wall.
    Marco’s handsome face appeared around the corner, followed by the rest of him. Her mouth went dry at the sight of him. Her memories of how gorgeous he was didn’t do him justice. And it had barely been twenty-four hours since she’d last seen him.
    “Have the press been hounding you?”
    She blew out a breath. “Yes. My phone has been ringing all day.”
    “The cost of doing business.”
    “So it seems.” She sighed. “You know, I’m not putting myself through this just because I feel some sort of sense of entitlement—like I deserve it because I’m my father’s daughter.” It seemed important somehow that she tell him the details to make sure he understood what she’d accomplished and why she felt the way she did. She shouldn’t care what he thought, but even as she reminded herself of that, she did care. “Four years ago Chapman’s nearly declared bankruptcy. I identified a flaw in the system and helped my father rework the way products were shipped. It shaved four points off the cost and brought the company back into the black. I proved myself. I saved the company. My family’s company. And still he’d rather let your corporation absorb what he built up from nothing than give it to me. All because I’m a woman. Do you see why I feel the way I do?”
    “If everything goes according to plan, you should be getting exactly what you’re entitled to.” Truth be told, Marco wasn’t the most modern guy. He was of the opinion that in general women should stay home and take care of their kids. But he could understand why she wanted to claim what was rightfully hers. It was a feeling he understood very well.
    “Well, Miss Chapman.” He took her hand and pulled her from her sitting position. “I believe you and I have a date.”
    “I’ll just pop in and change. You can wait in the living room.” Almost as soon as Elaine closed the front door to her apartment someone knocked on it. She opened it to a woman with spiky pink hair and a man whose eyebrows were more immaculately groomed than her own. “Can I help you?”
    “I’m not sure how to say this tactfully, so I won’t bother.You need some help if you’re going to look believable as my fiancée,” Marco said