The Chase (Entangled 3)
Daisy R. Miller
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Copyright ©2017 Daisy R. Miller
Tanya looked at Robin, then back at me. "Are you sure you're okay? I mean, it's understandable if you're not."
"It hurts. I still cry now and then, I'm human. But honestly it's for the best. I don't belong in Hunter's world any more than he belongs in mine." It had to be the truth, because it's what I kept telling myself over and over again.
"It looks like he's still trying though," Robin said as she nodded toward the dozen long-stemmed red roses I had received from Hunter then promptly shoved into the trash. "And isn't he back from LA this week? You're not going to be able to avoid him forever."
"I know," I said looking back down into my mug. "As far as I know I'm still expected to work from Shaw Productions one day a week. But we're both adults. There will be an initial awkward phase and then we will work on establishing a professional relationship." I said the words, but even I had my doubts. At least I had a few days until I needed to be at his studio and face him again. I needed all the time I could get.
I finished my coffee, rinsed the mug then put it in the sink. Leaning against the counter, I turned and looked at Robin and Tanya. "I appreciate that you're both worried but I'll be okay, I promise. I just need some time. See you both later." It was time to get on with my day. I picked up my purse and headed out the door.
New York City never slept, not that I had been doing much sleeping lately myself, and in the morning people were rushing through traffic and along sidewalks to their destinations. I was one of those bodies, rushing against the clock to get to the gleaming building where Impact Marketing was headquartered. The past few weeks my career had been my solace, and I threw myself into my tasks with focused determination. It was important to me that I not let my breakup impact my life other than having a broken heart. I had worked too hard to establish myself. My job was going to be my main focus now.
After a quick elevator ride I walked over to my desk and settled in, starting up my computer and opening my email. I was pulling out files and just about to get to work when my boss, Vivienne, spotted me from her office then walked over. Her shoes tapped against the tile and her sleek black bob bounced slightly with every step. She was always there early, always there late. Sometimes I had a sneaking suspicion she must live in the office.
"Sienna," she began. "Can you come to the boardroom please?"
I turned in my chair then stood up, curious what she needed to speak to me about. "Should I bring my notebook?" I asked.
"Sure, there may be next steps," she told me.
I grabbed my pen and notebook then followed her to the small corner boardroom where she opened the door and ushered me inside but did not follow me. "You have a meeting," she offered as an explanation then turned and left me there. I looked toward the window where a man in a pressed navy suit stood looking out over the city, framed by the skyline and the light pouring in. I recognized him immediately.
"Hello, Mister Shaw," I said with as calm and even a voice as I could manage. He turned to face me and I caught my breath. He was just as gorgeous as the day I met him, and I felt a dull ache in my chest now that he was standing in front of me. I took a deep breath. I knew this moment was going to come sooner or later, but I had hoped I had a bit more time before I needed to face him.
"Hello, Sienna," he replied. "This room looks familiar." He gestured toward the tall bright windows overlooking the city, and I remembered that this was the room I had sent him a picture of me from not long ago. I blushed at the memory -- how exciting it had been to please him -- then I tried to change the topic.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, holding my notebook against my chest like a shield.
"You didn't give me much of a choice," he told me flatly. "You won't return any of my calls. You're ignoring my texts and emails. I needed to see you, to talk to you. So I told your boss I needed to talk to you about a production issue."
"You shouldn't be here. There's nothing else to say," I said, feeling defeated.
"Like hell there isn't," Hunter told me, his gaze steady as he took a step toward me. "Sienna, we have something special. If you have any issues, there is nothing that we can't work on together. I don't want to lose you."
This is the third in this series, & while each sort of stands alone, I’d recommend reading all of them at the same time. Sienna is a New York ad exec who meets Dominant photographer Hunter through her work. They fall into a very sexy relationship, but because they work together, it has to be a secret. Also a secret is the fact that they have a kinky Dom/sub lifestyle which they both love, but feel would damage their careers if anyone found out about.
In the last book, Sienna has left Hunter because he refuses to go public with their romance, & because he refuses to commit to her. We have some conflict here, but in the end, it’s a HEA that you will like. The sex is blazing & if you are into D/s, you’ll love this series.
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