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- Title: WindSwept Narrows: #17 Pepper Ambrose
- Author : Karen Nichols
- Release Date : January 12, 2012
- Genre: Contemporary,Books,Romance,
- Pages : * pages
- Size : 170 KB
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Shortly before noon, Chase followed the signs in the administration portion of the resort and entered the front office of purchasing. The desk was empty, glass doors to the left was posted for employees only and the door behind the desk was wide. He was about to enter the office when a movement behind the desk caught his attention. He looked down to see a pair of sapphire blue eyes peering through lenses up at him seconds before she bounced to her feet, dusting off the suit skirt. āI am so sorry,ā she glanced around the desk. āAre you here for an appointment? I canāt seem to locate my calendarā¦thought it might have slipped under the deskā¦ā She thrust her palm out and brought out a bright smile. āPepper Ambrose.ā āChase Montgomery,ā he returned, enveloping the smaller palm with his. āI donāt have an appointment, so itās alright.ā He watched relief flood through her seconds before she collapsed into the chair behind her, the chiming of the phone making her groan and hold up one finger. Pepper tapped the speaker button, her head down on the desk. āPurchasing.ā āYou sound like youāre in a tunnel,ā came the soft feminine voice through the phone lines. āAdrianaā¦ā Pepperās head came up. āPleaseā¦pleaseā¦ā āYou scared the crap out of the last one, Pepper,ā she scolded mildly. āOhā¦poor little girlā¦because I insisted she learn how to tell time? I was patient, Adriana. The first dayā¦it was the traffic coming up from Stellacomb. Oh, and the next day it was all that pesky rain on the highway. My all time favorite was being out celebrating having a job and missed the alarm going off,ā she concluded in a low growl. āOkay, so sheās not a day personā¦and definitely notā¦ā Adriana Styles Blackhawk cleared her throat. āIām sending you someone on Monday.ā āReally?ā āYouāve got a suspicious nature, Pepper. Yesā¦have something to write on?ā Blue eyes grabbed the memo cube and pulled drawers open, searching until she saw the hand come out with a slim gold pen offered to her. āThank youā¦ready, Adrianaā¦.ā āLouisa Hunt. Sheās British, married to an Air Force guy at McChord. She worked in requisitions with the British Military and Iām shooting all the particulars to your email. Iāve talked to Abby and itās cleared.ā āI promise to be patientā¦thank you.ā āMy pleasure. The resort is one of my biggest clients,ā she paused. āI honestly donāt think youāll have a problem with this one, Pepper. Sheās older and professional. Gina is a little new at placement and Trinity was not a good fit for you.ā āIām sure youāll have her trained in no time,ā Pepper said warmly. āThanks, Adriana, Iāll check my mail. Bye.ā She printed out a date on the note and looked up with a bright smile. āThank you.ā āThat seems to have brightened your mood considerably.ā Chase commented, sliding the pen back into his pocket. āItās the little things, you knowā¦ā she stood up and went into her office. āPlease, come inā¦but if we didnāt have an appointmentā¦are you selling something? Orā¦Iām sorry, are you looking for someone else? I can call to the back and let them knowā¦ā āActually, Iām here to speak with you. About lunch.ā He told her simply, his gaze casually sweeping around the large uncluttered office. Nothing personal on her desk. āLunch?ā Pepper frowned and leaned against her desk. āA midday meal, sometimes shared between people,ā he suggested quietly. He almost laughed at the full lips that shot into a pursed frown while her gaze met his. āYou came here to ask me to lunch?ā Pale lashes blinked as if processing his words. She mentally did a quick inventory and found herself caught in the stream from a pair of darkly intense brown eyes.