Chapter 9
NickIn the few days that passed since having dinner with Micky, I stifled the impulse to call her, even though my mission required it.
As much as I appreciated the lush body she could hardly conceal in her buttoned-up office gear, she'd gotten persnickety with me over nothing. Whatever she wanted to say about my baggage, she had a truckload of her own. I snickered to myself. The woman had a sharp truth detector. I’d need to watch out for that and stay focused on my priorities—Vivienne, Tom, and Azur. I couldn't afford to engage in games with a woman to whom I had an unwise attraction. I had enough problematic intersections of my personal and professional life.
My team had met with my not-quite father-in-law that morning to discuss the planned acquisition of Azur Technologies.
