I felt a little like some kind of stalker. Or no, that’s a lie—I was stalking her. Watching her every move while Christian Howard, another man in the building acquisition business, was talking to me. Usually, I enjoyed talking to Christian; he was a nice and accomplished man, building his own company so incredibly fast no one really knew how he managed it. But with Emmeline looking like a queen, walking between the different bidding displays and inspecting them while taking slow, small sips of her champagne, she was all I could focus on.
“Why don’t you just tell me who the girl is?” Christian’s voice brought me back to the present as he grinned at me, then followed my gaze to where Em was standing. “I must admit, she’s damn pretty.”
“Emmeline Slater,” I answered his question, not once ta
