To Marry For Duty. Rebecca WintersЧитать онлайн книгу.
Luc sounded like a different man these days. Since his marriage to Olivia, he was beyond happy. They were expecting a baby in September. Nic had never known a more ecstatic couple except for Max and Greer who’d put in for adoption and were waiting.
“There’s nothing I’d like more, but something important has come up. I have news that can’t wait.” Within minutes he’d told him about the phone call from Christie’s.
In an instant Luc’s mood had sobered. “I’ll meet you in New York.”
“No. You and Olivia need your time alone. I’m only telling you this because I’ll be gone a while following the investigation.”
“What’s going on?”
Nic took a fortifying breath. “What if I told you the arm band is sitting in the wastebasket of my office getting ready to be tossed out with the trash in the next few minutes?”
“¡Dieu merci!” his cousin exploded. “It was an archaic custom you should never have been subjected to. I hope this means what I think it means.”
“It’s all I’ve been able to think about since Max’s wedding,” he whispered.
“You may have problems tracking Piper down. She called Olivia from Sydney last week. I’m not sure if she’s back in the States yet.”
“I’ll find her, even if I have to fly to Australia.”
“Should I hear anything different, I’ll let you know. Are you sure you don’t want me to come to New York?”
“Let’s wait and see what Signore Rossi has to say about the comb. If it’s the original, then we’ll have a confab with Max.”
“All right. Take care and good luck, mon vieux.”
Nic knew what his cousin meant. Since Luc’s wedding, Nic hadn’t laid eyes on Piper. Because of the hated black band, a grim reminder of his dark past with all its attendant pain, he hadn’t been able to do anything about her.
For the last eleven months, twenty-five days and seven hours, he’d worn the band faithfully…except for a four day period last June when he’d taken it off to go undercover as the captain of the Piccione.
Those four days had been long enough for him to have become bewitched by a pair of aquamarine eyes shot with blue while he and his cousins pursued the Duchess triplets, believing them to be the thieves responsible for the stolen jewels from the Varano family palace in Colorno, Italy.
Nothing could have been further from the truth, and in that short period of time his life had changed forever.
“I’m going to need it, Luc.”
“What’s your plan?”
“That’s a good question. Technically speaking I should have waited another week before removing the band. But since I’m leaving the country for an indeterminate period, no one’s going to know the difference except Piper. That is if she’s still speaking to me.”
“If anyone can win her around, you can. Talk to you later.”
“I’ll let you know when I’ve made contact,” he said with more confidence than he felt. Nic wasn’t certain of anything where she was concerned. All he knew was that he felt out of breath just anticipating seeing her again.
Now that he’d brought his period of mourning to a close, nothing and no one was going to stand in the way of his getting what he wanted…
January 29
Kingston, New York
“Excuse me for interrupting, Piper, but there’s a man out in front who’s asking for you.”
Jan, the former northeast distributor for Duchesse Designs was now Piper’s assistant in the company she’d formed with Don Jardine. They’d ended up calling it Cyber Network Concepts.
Piper kept sketching at her drafting table. “I’m not officially in until tomorrow.”
She’d moved into the Jardine office building where Don still ran his printing business on the side. He’d given her the suite next to him with a connecting door. So far the arrangement had been working perfectly.
“I told him that, but he insists on seeing you anyway.”
“What’s his name?”
“He said he preferred to surprise you.”
“That’s a pushy salesman tactic. He’s probably the regional manager from Mid Valley machines. They’ve been pestering us to buy their products for months. Get rid of him, Jan.”
“He warned me he wouldn’t leave until he’d spoken to you. I’m afraid he means it.”
“They all mean it. If he’s so anxious, tell him to talk to Don.”
“He doesn’t want to talk to him.”
“Then he’s wasting our time. If he were a client, he would have told you his name. Since we’ve paid all our bills, he couldn’t be a creditor. Tell him we just got back from Sydney with a ton of work to do. Tomorrow’s Tuesday. I’ll see him then.”
In the last six months she and Don had already garnered four lucrative advertising accounts with American companies doing business in Australia and South America. Piper had more work than she could handle now.
“I’m afraid he’s not going to take no for an answer.”
A certain nuance in her voice brought Piper’s head around. Bringing Jan in as office manager and head of their calendar sales in the U.S. had been a master stroke. Because Jan had great business sense, Piper was surprised to discover that her recently engaged assistant could be intimidated by anyone.
“How come you’re afraid to tell him no?”
“He has an aura about him. You know…a certain presence, probably because he’s foreign.”
The hairs prickled on the back of Piper’s neck. “How foreign?”
“If you’re talking about his English, he speaks it perfectly with a slight accent. I think he might be a Mediterranean type or something close to it.”
“So he’s dark-haired?”
“Yes. But tall and…well…you know…built like you wish all guys were built if you know what I mean. To be honest, he’s the most attractive male I’ve ever met in my life. Please don’t tell Jim what I said—”
The charcoal slipped from Piper’s fingers. Three men fit that description. They all belonged to the same family.
“Did this man’s accent sound French?”
“I wouldn’t know.”
“Are his eyes a fiery black?”
“No. They’re a piercing brown.”
Help!
Piper tried to swallow. It was impossible. “Is he wearing an arm band?”
“A what?”
“A black arm band above the elbow to designate he’s in mourning?”
“No. He’s dressed in this fabulous stone gray suit. I know this might sound weird to you, but he carries himself like he’s…royalty.”
Piper jumped up from her drafting table in shock. “Jan? You’ve just met the future Duc de Pastrana of the House of Parma-Bourbon. Nic is the first cousin of Greer and Olivia’s husbands.” No wonder Jan acted as if she’d just been through a life-changing experience. In an absolute panic she continued.
“If you value your job, you’ll let me put your engagement ring on. I only need it for a few minutes. Until he leaves I’m not just Don’s business partner, I’m his fiancée! Have you got that?”
Her