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don’t deny that last part. I don’t think I’ll ever forget it. Or be able to put on a suit again without thinking of you.”
    I looked at him. Sexy three day stubble above a dark bespoke suit. No tie – just a crisp white shirt open at the collar. “Did you think about me this morning?” I said softly.
    “Yes.”
    “I thought about you,” I said quietly.
    He rushed forward. “Oh Anna. Please, let me explain.” He wrapped strong arms around me, and just for one moment I let myself get lost on his broad chest, in his scent.
    I pushed myself away sadly. “There’s nothing you can say, Jacob King. Nothing that can make me believe we have a future after what you did.”
    His hands went to his hair. An unconscious gesture that even now, heartbroken, stirred something within me. “You’re right. There is nothing I can say,” he said.
    Was he finally going to admit it?
    “Anna, I know you think I’ve done you wrong, and it seems there is nothing I can say that will fix this. So before you leave, I’m wondering if you might do me a favor. For old time’s sake.”
    I looked at him, my eyes narrowed. “What?” Did he want a pity fuck? Did he think I was that sort of girl? I looked at him, a suited Adonis standing before me. Part of me wished I was.
    He picked up his phone and dialed a number, waiting for a voice to answer. “Yes, I have her here,” he said, looking at me. Then he passed the phone. “Would you mind?”
    Despite myself, I was curious. Who could it be? They’d obviously been expecting the call.
    I took the phone. “Hello?”
    “Anna Louise Watson?”
    “Yes?”
    “Paul Drake, of DSC.”
    “DSC?”
    “Drake, Secher and Clarke. We’re lawyers, Miss Watson.”
    Lawyers?   He was going to hit me with a non-disclosure agreement!
    “We’re handling the buyout for Etroc Holdings. I believe you used to work for them?”
    My pre-prepared retort was replaced with an uncertain “Yes?” Where was this going?
    “We are in the final stages of documentation, Miss Watson, and the purchase is due to settle later today. However Mr. King has recently highlighted issues of concern with the merger relating to unfair dismissals pre-purchase. We are in the process of reviewing Etroc’s accounts, but have been requested…”
    My mind focused on the words unfair dismissals . Then it zipped forward to the next two. Pre-purchase. “But I thought he had already bought the company?” I said, interrupting.
    “No Miss Watson, that’s not how these things work. Documentation takes considerable time. Mr. King won’t have any official weight within the company until end of day, all things going well.”
    “Oh.”
    “Regardless, that’s not what this phone call is about.”
    “Oh?”
    “Mr. King has made a rather unusual request, at the… ah… eleventh hour , as they say.” The voice sounded as if it had just swallowed something bitter. “Mr. King has requested that the final purchase be subject to your approval.”
    “Oh…” I was an Mp3 on repeat, too stunned to say anything else.
    “Yes,” the voice said, taking my statement as some sort of agreement of disbelief. “The future of a $20 Million buyout is subject to the whims of an unknown. Highly unorthodox.” Then the voice sighed. “But, what Mr. King want’s, he gets. So may we?”
    “What?” I’d progressed onto four letter words, though heavens knew there were better ones to describe the situation right now.
    “May we proceed?” the voice repeated. “With the sale?
    “Um…” for the first time I looked at Jacob, instead of my feet. He was looking at me, hopeful. When his eyes met mine he raised an eyebrow, as if silently asking what my answer would be.
    “I… I don’t know, I’m sorry. This is all just so much to think about.”
    The voice hesitated. “The deal is due to settle shortly. Please don’t take too long, Miss Watson. Mr. King has my number; please call me back when you have an answer.”
    The phone hung up with