She frowned。 〃Howard called you?〃
〃Ross called me。 I think his offer is good。〃
〃Offer? Ross? What are you talking about?〃
It was Lees turn to frown。 〃Im talking about the phone call I received
from Ross Stephenson no more than a half hour ago。 He wants to retain
our services。 What are you talking about?〃
A furious Chloe leaned on Lees desk。 〃I already refused him! Im
talking about the phone call from Howard Wolschinski saying that Ross is
ready to revise the Rye Beach proposal。〃
〃Thats great!〃
〃Its not! He wants me to work with him and thats the last thing I want
to do!〃
Lee was suddenly very gentle and very serious。 He pointed her into a
chair and rounded the desk to make sure that she sat。 Perching nearby;
he said; 〃Okay; pretty lady。 Tell me about it。〃
She felt utterly helpless。 〃Ross is willing to make the changes; but he
refuses to go by my report。 He wants me to work with his people; in
person; in New York。〃
〃gather;〃 he said; stroking his beard; 〃that you arent bothered by New
York; per se。〃
〃You gather correctly。〃
〃Chloe; whats wrong?〃 he asked softly。 〃The man seems intelligent and
honest。 You shouldnt have any problem。 You can be in and out of the
city in no time。〃 At wits end; she said; 〃He thinks hes in love with
me; thats the problem。 If it were only a matter of business; I wouldnt
worry。 But Ross says he wants to marry me。〃
〃So whats the problem?〃
〃cant marry him。〃 She pleaded for his understanding。 〃And Im not sure
I can take his constant pressure。〃
〃Are you afraid you might give in?〃 He erased the question with a wave。
〃Backtrack。 Why cant you marry him? Youre free。〃
〃Not quite。〃
〃Youre not making sense; pretty lady。 From what I can see; theres
nothing in the world to keep you from marrying Ross。〃
〃What if I dont love him?〃 she blurted out。
〃If you dont love him; then youre right to hold out。 And if you dont
love him; youll have no trouble putting him off。 Hell get tired after
a while。〃 Lee was watching her face very; very closely。 〃Thats not the
real problem; is it? You do love him。〃
She blew out a breath; turning it into a sigh; and looked at the