“Nice to meet you, Mr. Harrison,” Elaine said cheerfully as she extended her hand. “Mr. Devlin didn’t tell me you were so handsome.”
Handsome was a good way to describe him. His age wore on him well and he was fit and tall. His face had strong, sharp features and his suit bespoke culture and money.
“No, it’s my pleasure, Elaine,” Harrison returned. To Anna, he seemed to hold on to Elaine’s hand just a little too long. His eyes wandered over her flesh appreciatively. “Mr. Devlin’s description did not do justice to your charms.”
“Why, thank you, Mr. Harrison,” Elaine returned sweetly. “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you too.”
“This is Anna,” Devlin added once the other man finally deigned to release Elaine’s, long, soft hand. “She’s what you might call my protégé.”
Anna’s heart ju
