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Oh-So-Sensible Secretary
LEX drummed his fingers on the table and tried to tell himself that the uneasy churning in his gut was due to one too many cups of coffee that morning. He was Alexander Gibson, Chief Executive of Gibson & Grieve, one of the most popular and prestigious supermarket chains in the country, and a man renowned for his cool detachment.
A man like him didnât get nervous.
He wasnât nervous, Lex insisted to himself. He had been sitting on this damned plane for over an hour now, and if he had to commit himself to flying at thirty thousand feet in little more than a tin can heâd just as soon get it over with, that was all.
See, he wasnât nervous, he was impatient.
Lex scowled at the sleety rain streaking the cabin windows, and then stiffened as he caught sight of a limousine speeding across the tarmac towards the plane. His drumming fingers stilled and the churning that wasnât nerves jerked his entrails into a knot so tight that it was suddenly hard to breathe.
She was here.
Very carefully, Lex flexed his fingers and set them flat on the table in front of him while he steadied his breathing.
He wasnât nervous.
Lex Gibson was never nervous.
It was just that the steel band that had been locked around his chest for the past twelve years had been steadily tightening ever since he had heard that Romy was back in the country.
It had notched tighter when Phin had casually announced that he had offered her a job in Acquisitions.
And tighter still when Tim Banks, Director of Acquisitions, had rung that morning to explain that a family crisis meant that he would have to miss accompanying Lex on the most important deal of his life.
âBut Iâve arranged for Romy Morrison to go with you instead,â Tim had said. âSheâs been working with me on the negotiations, and has built up an excellent rapport with Willie Grant himself. I know how important this meeting is, Lex, and I wouldnât suggest her unless I was sure she was the best. Iâve sent a car to pick her up, and sheâll be with you as soon as possible.â
And now here she was, and the steel band was clamped so painfully around his lungs that it hurt to breathe. Lex forced his attention back to the email he had been reading, but the screen kept blurring in front of his eyes. It would be fine. Romy was an employee, nothing more.
He wanted this deal with Grant more than he had ever wanted anything else and if Romy could help him persuade Grant to sign, that was all that mattered. The sooner she got on this plane, the sooner they could get the deal done.
He was impatient. That was all.
The car had barely stopped by the steps of the executive jet before Phil, the driver, was out and holding open the door for Romy.
âMr Gibson doesnât like to be kept waiting,â he had said anxiously, watching Romy run around the flat, frantically ticking off items on a mental list.
âNappiesâ¦travelling cotâ¦high chair⦠oh, God, the car seat! Yes, I know heâs been waiting an hour alreadyâ¦Iâm coming, Iâm comingâ¦â
Travelling with Freya was nerve-racking at the best of times, and Romy had been so flustered by the thought of coming face to face with Lex again that she had forgotten first the pushchair and then the changing mat, until Phil, forced to turn round and drive back to the flat twice, was beside himself.
He was clearly terrified of Lex. Almost everyone who worked for Gibson & Grieve found their chief executive intimidating, to say the least.
Romy wasnât terrified, or even intimidated. But she was very nervous about coming face to face with him all the same. Sitting alone in the back of the limousine as they crawled through the rush-hour traffic, she had swung wildly between wondering what else she had left behind, and wondering what she would say when she saw Lex again.