Heart & Soul: The Surprise (Heartland Series) (6 page)

Alistair looked between Samantha and
David, both of them wearing curious expressions on their faces as they waited
for him to continue.

"I'd like any dealings I have
with RMG to be with Samantha."

~ 4 ~

What did he just say? Did she hear him
right?
 
He wanted her to be his point of
contact within the company?
 
She might
only be an assistant, but even she knew that this was highly irregular.
 
She doubted David would agree to it, even it
the client was Alistair Lockwood.

"Whilst I'm flattered that you
would request me Mr Lockwood, it
’
s
usually the agent who does those things, at the very least the Personal
Assistant. I'm afraid I
’
m neither."

Sam saw the puzzled look on his face
before he looked at David.
 
When the
furrow in his brow vanished, she guessed that the penny had dropped.

"I guess that explains why you're
sat out there with everyone else rather than in an office." Alistair
said.
 
There was an edge to his voice
that she hadn't heard before and she wasn't sure whether it was directed at
her.
 
"You misrepresented yourself
David.
 
I believe you said Samantha was
your PA. Am I to understand that isn't the case?"

Sam sat back in her chair as she
listened to him.
 
He sounded pissed.
 
Surely something as inconsequential as her
job title couldn't make him this upset?

"My PA was ill yesterday Mr
Lockwood, so Samantha graciously agreed to stand in for her.
 
As you
’
ve
seen, Rachael has returned today.
 
I'm
sorry if you felt I misled you.
 
That
wasn't my intention."

She kept her eyes fixed to his
position as he slowly sat back in his seat.
 
Resting his left ankle on his right knee, he looked relaxed, but she
knew that appearances could be deceiving.
 
He was like a coiled spring.
 
Any
minute now he was going to snap.

"Mr Hughes, whether or not your
PA has returned today is irrelevant.
 
Come to think of it, Miss Westfield's position at RMG is
irrelevant.
 
She conducted herself well
in our meeting yesterday and I was more than impressed with the way she handled
herself when we were stuck in the elevator earlier.
 
If you want me to be your client Mr Hughes,
Miss Westfield is my contact."

Sam felt her cheeks begin to heat at
his words, knowing that he wasn't referring to how composed she'd been in the
elevator.
 
Composure had been thrown out
the window, if the elevator had a window that is. Here he was negotiating with
David for her to effectively be his PA, at least where he was concerned
anyway.
 
No wonder Rachael was pissed at
her.

"I have no problem with that Mr
Lockwood, but ultimately, the decision is Sam's."

Both men turned and she felt two pairs
of eyes boring into her.
 
Why did David
have to be chivalrous and leave the decision to
her.
 
Even thought he wasn
’
t her boss, he was still her senior so he could just tell
her she would be doing it.
 
By having to
make the decision herself, she was effectively saying yes or no to taking her
earlier encounter with Alistair to the next level.
 

She wasn't naive, she knew that the
only reason he'd requested her was because of what had happened between
them.
 
He had made it clear he wanted to
take it further, even telling her as much when they'd halted their amorous
antics.
 
Any of the other PAs would be
more than capable, she would be too and the more she thought about it, the more
it riled her that Alistair was using her position just to get closer to
her.
 

She highly doubted he would have asked
for her had they simply rode in the elevator in silence.
 
If nothing had gone on between then, he would
probably be more than happy to work with David and Rachael.

She couldn't deny that there was an
intense attraction between them.
 
Even
now, with David in the room, she felt drawn to Alistair and she realised that
as she sat, she'd angled her body towards him.
 
An unconscious yet telling action. She hated to admit it, but she wanted
him with a passion she thought only existed in romance novels.
 

She also knew that agreeing to his
request would mean she would have to break another of her rules.
 
Sam didn't get involved with the people she
worked with, and just because Alistair was a red hot movie star and sexy as
fuck, didn't make that rule any less relevant.
 
Sam had never been good at making decisions, and this had to be right up
there as being one of the hardest she'd had to make.
 
She knew it could do wonders for her career
at RMG, but would her heart come out of it in one piece?

oOo

Alistair hated waiting.
 
Patience had never been one of his strengths
and as he watched her, he could practically see the cogs turning.
 
Was working with him such a hardship?
 
Was it really that hard a decision to make?

The seconds ticked away as he sat back
and waited for her response.
 
He could
tell she was thinking hard, probably weighing up the pros and cons of his
request.
 
He couldn't see any cons if he
was honest.
 
Her pay would increase, she
would be getting valuable on the job experience and even though he knew it made
him sound self absorbed, she got to spend time with him.
 
After what had happened between them, he
thought that would have been enough to make the decision for her.

Keeping his eyes on her, he sucked in
a sharp breath when he saw her tongue flick out and run across her bottom
lip.
 
Like before, he believed she didn't
know she was doing it and in turn, she had no idea what that simple action did
to him.
 
When he saw her do that, he
wanted to suck her tongue into his mouth and work her naked, sweaty body into a
frenzy before fucking her senseless.
 
He
had a feeling that working so close to Sam wouldn't be good for his health if
something as innocent as her licking her lips caused that strong a reaction in
him.

Several more seconds passed before he
saw her back straighten and her chest rise as she took a deep breath.

"If you think I'm up for the job
David, then I'd be happy to be Mr Lockwood's contact within RMG."

No matter how much he fought it, he
couldn't stop the wide grin that spread across his face at her agreement. He
knew that smiling was all he could do and not make a complete idiot of
himself.
 
Something told him that jumping
up from his seat, pumping his fist and shouting
“
yes
”
wouldn
’
t go over very well.
 
His day had just gotten a hell of a lot better, not that he needed it to
get better after their little elevator ride, but now he got to see her as often
as he liked, under the guise of work of course.

"Excellent." David said with
an equally big grin on his face, but for wholly different reasons.
 
He knew that landing him as a client was
probably the biggest deal this company had made.
 
Even though, from Chris' research, he knew
they had some pretty high profile sports stars and singers on their books, he
was arguably the most lucrative for them.

"I have a few jobs that I need to
finish off but they should only take a day or two then I'll be ready
start." Sam said

Alistair shot David a look and watched
as the other man breathed deeply and turned his head towards Sam, keeping his
eyes on him for a moment longer.

"Actually, I'd like you to start
right away.
 
Pass off any outstanding
work you have to Rachael, fill her in on what you've done and what needs to be
done and then we can get started.
 
Is
that okay with you Mr Lockwood?"

"That sounds good to me."

Turning in his seat, he angled his
body so he faced Sam.
 
He saw her turn
her head to him then look back quickly.
 
She was so cute when she was uncomfortable and trying to hide how he
made her feel.
 
He was still fighting the
urge to reach out and touch her, the only thing that was keeping him sane was
the thought that he'd be able to do just that very soon, but right now he had
to get out of there and cool down before he did something that he had a feeling
Sam wouldn't appreciate her boss seeing.

oOo

"I have a few things I need to
take care of, but I can be back here in an hour.
 
Is that okay with you Samantha?"

"That sounds perfect Mr
Lockwood."

Sam watched as Alistair nodded at her
and then stood.
 
He reached out to shake
David's hand and with one more quick glance in her direction, he was gone.
 

What had she just agreed to? Working
with Alistair might be good for her career, but it definitely wasn't going to
be good for her heart.
 
All she had to do
was look at him and her mind went in the direction of what it would be like to
feel him moving inside her, his hard cock pushing into her wet heat as she
writhed underneath him.
 
No, this was
definitely not one of her best ideas.

After a few more seconds she turned to
David when she heard him clear his throat, realising that she had been staring
at the doorway that Alistair had just left through.

"Still star struck huh?"
David asked
. You have no fucking clue
,
Sam thought as she forced a smile to her lips.
 
"I must admit Sam, I'm surprised that he wanted you so badly."
You seriously have no fucking clue
, Sam
almost said out loud.
 
She knew David had
no idea what had gone on between then, but all she was hearing in his words
were references to their heated exchange in the elevator.
 
"No disrespect meant Sam, but are you
sure you can handle this?
 
I have a
feeling Mr Lockwood is going to be very demanding."

Sam had to bite her tongue not to
respond to David's words but she couldn't stop the smile on her face.

"I'm sure I'll be okay
David.
 
Thank you for this
opportunity."

"Well Mr Lockwood didn't leave me
much choice, but I know you're an ambitious woman so this is a step in the
right direction for you.
”
After checking his watch he
continued.
“
Now, we have fifty five minutes before he returns so why
don't you go get the things you were working on and spend a little time going
through them with Rachael."

Nodding at David, Sam stood and left
through the door Alistair had used a few minutes ago.
 
Glancing over at Rachael, she saw the blond
woman glaring at her from behind her computer.
 
As she entered the main office and walked back to her desk, Sam couldn't
help but feel a little guilty.
 
This
should have been her assignment.
 
She was
David's PA, not her.
 
If it hadn't been
for Alistair's attraction to her, hell their attraction to each other, she
would be doing what she was being paid to do.
 
Instead Rachael had to take over the trivial jobs that she'd been
assigned.
 
God, if she was in Rachael
’
s shoes, she would be pissed too.

As she neared her desk, she could tell
everyone was watching.
 
They'd obviously
seen Alistair leave a few minutes ago and were now wondering what has happened
behind those four walls.
 
Grabbing the
files from her desk, Sam refused to make eye contact with anyone, seeing a
couple of the women hurrying towards her.
 
She quickened her pace, not wanting to face the twenty questions she was
sure would be thrown her way.
 
Sadie
hadn't even begun to ask the questions she knew most of these women wanted
answers to.